The Wrong Woman

Mila felt the atmosphere become tense. She took a deep breath as she gathered her courage and walked toward him.

Upon hearing the footsteps, Nathan slowly looked up.

Mila didn't greet him. She sat on the opposite sofa with a cold expression. She acted cold toward him to hide her shyness. She puffed her cheeks and avoided eye contact with him.

Nathan slightly furrowed his brow. He noticed that her cheeks were flushed as she looked a bit shy and a bit angry.

Nathan's gaze was affectionate as he greeted her in a gentle tone, "Still have a headache?"

His voice was too light for Mila to hear clearly, but she vaguely heard him asking if she still had a headache.

Mila gritted her teeth. She pretended to be calm and glared at him. She asked, "Don't you think what you did was too much?"

Nathan recalled her grievance and tearful expression last night. He closed his laptop and looked at her as he felt guilty. “I'm sorry. I apologize to you. I'll make sure it won't happen again in the future.” Mila's expression changed suddenly. She felt very uncomfortable.

It wouldn't happen again in the future? What did he take her for? A one- night stand?

asked as she clenched her fists. She gazed at him

leaned toward her, asking, "Why are you crying? Is my apology not sincere enough? Then what do

What did she want?

think about anything else.

Mila asked as she controlled her emotions. Her feeling of resentment intensified

smile because she couldn't disagree with his words. She had

a few steps forward, Nathan caught up to her. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back. Holding

"Let's talk about it peacefully,

"There's nothing to

and murmured, "If you have anything that you're

gaze became more intense. "Chubs,

her lip. After a

you don't like me, why are you jealous of Fenna? Why did you go to the bar to

hand forcefully. She took a step back, choked back her tears, and replied, "You knew I was jealous, yet you