The Wrong Woman

Chapter 447

Mila settled across from him, her smile vanishing in an instant. "Am I not welcome?"

Nathan replied, "You know that's not what I mean."

Resting her chin on her hands, Mila gazed at his solemn expression, her words slow and deliberate. "I wanted to see you."

Nathan was taken aback by her words. His heart pounded inexplicably as a sudden tension gripped him.

Why did she want to see him? Was it for some specific request? Or perhaps out of longing?

Feeling a dryness in his throat, Nathan swallowed hard and took a sip of the pumpkin soup, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart.

Yet, the soup seemed sickly sweet, matching the unease swirling within him.

After finishing, Nathan carefully set the bowl down. "Chubs, if you have something on your mind, just speak up. Such ambiguous words can cause misunderstandings.”

Mila pondered for a long while, realizing that stealing was neither feasible nor sensible. So, she had to resort to asking.

response, Mila

his phone screen to check if he

heart racing like that of a startled deer. Before she could speak, her cheeks

you join me

lingered in the air, hanging heavily

from his grasp and crashed to the

surprise.

the next moment, he pocketed it, his actions

throat. His tone was somewhat

crimson, her demeanor a blend of resignation and sorrow. "I know your concerns. You fear that I

spreading through his chest. He loosened his tie, unbuttoning his shirt

facade one of audacity as she spoke, “I don't even care about it myself. Why do you

a glass of cold water and

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