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...

eyes and continued to recall, but her memory was fragmented. The

when she vomited. Not only that, but

in shock and quickly put her hands under

was stunned when she touched her naked

felt like she was going crazy. What exactly did she

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

when drunk. She pulled up the blanket to cover her head because she

gone completely crazy. She had slept with Nathan,

so how could she

to cry but couldn't, so she

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

could he take advantage of her when

he should have waited until she was sober. At least let her experience what intimacy between a

man was

But when she was too drunk to be aware of her surroundings, he took advantage of

muttered. She covered herself with the blanket and sat up. Just as she was about to get out of bed,

swirled with a myriad of thoughts. She absent-mindedly put on her clothes and