The Wrong Woman

"Then why not use protection?" asked Nathan.

“I'm in my safe period."

"Wouldn't an extra protection be better?"

Mila found herself at a loss. Utterly embarrassed, she scrambled for excuses. Lost in a fog of embarrassment, she stuttered, "I-It's uncomfortable with the condom on."

Nathan was taken aback. He froze, unable to hide the shock in his eyes.

In that instant, Mila wished she could vanish into thin air, feeling mortified and embarrassed to the core. She wished she could just disappear.

"That's not something you'd say,” Nathan withdrew his hand, one resting on his hip, the other absently tugging at his short hair.

A realization dawned on him, and after a brief moment of contemplation, he couldn't contain himself any longer. His gaze turned stern. "Are you trying to conceive my child?"

a beat. Her anxious eyes met his while her thoughts raced

and tilting his head back. His emotions

off sharply. "So this is why you've been behaving so strangely lately,

mean to deceive you. I knew you wouldn't approve, which was why I

dripping with fury. "If you knew I wouldn't agree, why did you do this?" Mila clenched her fists

blade, every breath was a painful reminder. His gaze

intensify my longing and deepen my pain by bringing our

Mila's heart swelled with empathy, unable to bear the sight of his pain. Tears blurred her vision instantly as she cautiously approached Nathan, reaching

the moment her hand grazed his, Nathan recoiled, stepping back even farther

with hurt. "Nate, if I were to fall in love with you and wished to stay in Norvania, what would you do?" Nathan's response was cold and

in her voice, Mila suppressed her tears and pressed on. "Tell