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.

tell me what's going

Mila remained silent.

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

to tell Nathan yet, especially about Sunterland's disagreement

she rubbed her face against his chest. She

was racing like crazy. He hugged

saying a word nor letting go. Time was passing slowly, and in this

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

has locked them up, and I have a newborn

"Don't worry. As long as your family's property hasn't fallen into Oliver's hands, your parents are

see Dan. His condition hasn't improved at all, and his body is getting

Nathan cut her

Mila was startled. "Yes?"

he felt disappointed. He forced a stiff smile, and calmly said, "Next time when you

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

replied without asking

rubbed her tired neck, and shook her heavy head as she said,