The Wrong Woman

Mila's heart fluttered with a twinge of unease as she nervously asked, "Nate, are you incapable?"

Nathan's expression darkened, his brow furrowing. This question wounded a man's pride, especially when it came from someone he deeply loved. He paused for a long moment, unsure of how to respond. Mila was taken aback. "Seriously?"

Nathan felt a heaviness in his chest. He took a deep breath before replying firmly, "Don't try to provoke me. It won't work."

Mila felt her cheeks burning with embarrassment. At the same time, she was astonished at how calm Nathan remained.

She couldn't comprehend the reason behind Nathan's refusal and grew frustrated. "Didn't you say you liked me? You've had a crush on me since childhood. Were you lying all this time?"

Nathan released her, moving her hands away from him and stepping back, creating distance between them.

His expression was grim as he spoke, "Yes, I care for you deeply. I love you. I want to be with you. But what about you? Do you like me? Do you want to be with me?"

Milas heart raced with nervous anticipation as she nodded, whispering, "Yes, I do.”

He countered, "What kind of like is it? Is it driven by physical desire

“Is there

"Would you stay for me? Stay in

was already searching for a solution. Yet, this path would be too

to Norvania with their child. If it failed, she and the

was gentle as she clasped Nathan's arm, her gaze meeting his handsome features. Her voice carried a soft, soothing tone. “Nate, I too wish to

say more,” Nathan said as he shrugged off her hand.

hands outstretched to halt him. She tried hard to suppress her

tinge of grievance, she pleaded, “Nate, this is my only wish right

avoided her imploring gaze. He couldn't bear to witness her

flared with his

you, yet you still reject me. Do you even like me? What is it

few seconds before