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.

I wasn't indifferent either, I was also in pain,”

with emotions, "But I want to know if I mean anything to you. I want to know if you would

her

sprayed on Mila's neck, making her skin itch. Her body felt weak, and

before, if I can successfully return to Norvania to

he could cage her in his heart. He hugged her tightly and closed his eyes to seek solace

do you love me?" Nathan felt insecure as he continued to ask, "Do you

was almost being crushed by him. She felt uncomfortable as she spoke softly, “I

can wait,"

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

He gazed at her flushed cheeks and ears.

that this kind of thing

felt a bit confused. He was referring to not making

looked down at her. "What are you talking