The Wrong Woman

Mila suppressed her emotions as she clenched his fists. After she calmed down, she asked, "Between me and Fenna, who would you choose?"

Nathan replied without hesitation, "I choose you."

“Then why did you treat me like that yesterday?" Mila accused him with a teary look, "Even when Fenna said those things to me, you didn't help me. You agreed with what she said."

Nathan said, "I'm sorry."

"I don't accept your apology,” Mila replied coldly. Then, she turned and left.

"Chubs..." Nathan sighed, his heart shattering.

He quickly caught up to her and hugged her tightly from behind. He used all his strength to prevent her from leaving.

Mila was stunned. Her heart pounded even harder.

Nathan pressed his face against her neck. His voice had a slight tremble as he said, "I want to be with you. I want to be your partner, a proper one. That's why I let Fenna pressure you.

either, I was

her tighter, his voice choked with emotions, "But I want to know if I mean anything to you.

wiped away her tears in

a painful ache in his chest and sighed softly. His warm breath sprayed on Mila's neck, making her

if I can successfully return to Norvania to work, we will get married. Isn't that a

her in his heart. He hugged her

insecure as he continued to ask, "Do you really want

being crushed by him. She felt uncomfortable as she spoke softly, “I can't promise

can wait," he replied

Mila was shy, so she lowered her head. She continued as

gazed at her flushed cheeks and ears. "I'm hugging

felt resentful as she said, "You just said that this kind

confused. He was referring to not making her sad and

to face him and looked down