The Wrong Woman

After leaving Morrison Residence, Mila went back to Sudvilla by car. She pushed open the door with weary steps. She felt burdened by the things that occurred in Sunterland, her parents’ situation, and Daniel's condition.

Each one weighed her down, leaving her breathless. She felt that she could collapse at any moment.

She changed her shoes at the entrance. As she looked up, she saw Nathan was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Her sadness was instantly intensified several times over.

She had an urge to rush into his arms.

When Nathan heard her come back, he immediately put down his phone and stood up.

"Chubs, you're back,” Nathan said with a gentle voice. His voice was like a soft breeze brushing through her heart, instantly warming her up. Mila walked up to him and threw herself into his arms. She pressed her cheek tightly against his chest.

Nathan was stunned by her actions. His hands hung in the air for a moment. Happiness always came so unexpectedly.

As Mila hugged Nathan tightly, his hands were stunned in place for a few seconds. He then slowly placed his hands on her, with one arm around her back, the other touched the back of her head.

He gently asked, "What's wrong?"

“Nate, I'm so tired,” Mila murmured in his arms.

me what's

Mila remained silent.

tenderly stroked her head and said, "Let me know. Maybe I can help

figured out how to tell Nathan yet, especially about Sunterland's disagreement with her

let me hug you," Mila said as she rubbed her face against his chest. She was seeking comfort in

was racing like crazy. He hugged her tightly, and gently kissed her

go. Time was passing slowly, and in this

her body, so she let go of him. She looked into Nathan's eyes as she slowly said, "Nate, I went to visit

alive. Oliver has locked them up,

face and comforted her, "Don't worry. As long as your family's property hasn't fallen

went to see Dan. His condition hasn't improved at all, and his

cut her

Mila was startled. "Yes?"

and calmly said, "Next time when you visit Daniel,

the sofa. He felt bitter and a bit uncomfortable as he replied,

replied without

neck, and shook her heavy head as she