The Wrong Woman

Mila heard someone asking her when she was semi-conscious.

"Who do you like?"

She opened her heavy eyes, her vision blurry. As she blinked gently, she saw the looming figure in front of her.

Nathan's handsome face filled her vision.

She smiled bitterly but didn't say anything. She then closed her eyes again.

In an instant, the man's soft and gentle voice came again. "Chubs, who do you like? Who do you love?"

Mila felt a sourness in her heart. She felt even more uncomfortable as she slowly uttered, "Nate."

Nathan was startled. He was stunned in place.

Was she calling his name, or was she telling him the answer?

Mila felt even more uncomfortable. She moved slightly in his arms as she said again, "Nate."

Nathan realized that she was calling him. He asked, "Hmm?"

up,” Mila said as she endured the roiling in her stomach. She

the ground. She

back and handed her tissues. After she finished vomiting, he handed her

the water she spat out

she became a bit sober. She stood up as her cheeks

from behind. He held her hands to wash at the

Nathan's chest. Her back pressed tightly on his chest. She felt very warm and

cool tap water. Mila murmured semi-consciously, "Nate, my clothes are

actions were gentle as he pampered

and replied, "Yes,

He reminded her, "Sit here and wait for me. Don't

walked

he found a set of pajamas, he was stunned when he

casually pull

toward the bathroom. But when he heard the sound of

was dumbfounded as he took in the sight before him. Seconds later, he turned and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him. As he closed the door, he breathed heavily. His heart rate sped up, and his body was uncomfortably hot. His ears to his neck were all flushed. He had

He walked in and took the towel to wrap around her wet