The Wrong Woman

Mila lay on the bed and slightly moved before drifting into a deep sleep. "Chubs?" Nathan's fingers gently brushed her bangs aside. He tucked the disheveled strands behind her ear.

Nathan frowned. "Chubs, wake up. You can't sleep like this," he said in a low and seductive voice. "You will catch a cold if you kick off the blanket at night.”

Mila only felt a buzzing noise in her ears. She impatiently rubbed her ears with her hand, then moved to sleep on her side.

Nathan resigned and sighed. He covered her with the blanket again. He was afraid that he couldn't control his desire, so he laid out an air mattress on the floor and slept there.

Nathan didn't sleep well that night. He woke up several times in the middle of the night to check if Mila had kicked off the blanket.

He spent the whole night looking after her.

The next morning, the sun rose beautifully. There was a refreshing breeze blowing in from the balcony. The curtains were fluttering and making the room warm.

Mila woke up groggily from a deep sleep. She opened her eyes and looked around, then rubbed her eyes.

She recalled what had happened yesterday.

After parting ways with Nathan, she felt upset, so she went to the bar with Sienna. She drank a lot of alcohol, and then...

closed her eyes and continued to recall, but her memory

Nathan carrying her, giving her water and tissues when she vomited. Not only that, but he seemed to have helped her shower

shock and

stunned when she touched her

exactly did she do with Nathan after

she gasped. She nervously lifted the blanket and peeked at her

couldn't accept the fact that she had engaged in sex uncontrollably when drunk. She pulled up the blanket to cover her head because she felt

gone completely crazy. She had slept with Nathan, but she didn't

was her first time, so how could she

but couldn't, so she hit the

angry at herself for not remembering a thing, but she was

forgiven him. How could he take advantage of her when

have waited until she was sober. At least

was

with him, but he remained indifferent. But when she was too drunk to be aware of her surroundings, he took

the blanket and sat up. Just as she was about to get out

absent-mindedly put on her clothes and went