The Wrong Woman

Chapter 463

It was 2:00 am, and a light glowed from a room on the second floor of Sudvilla.

Mila sat on the edge of the bed, silently observing Nathan, who was intoxicated.

Despite the flush of alcohol, his striking features remained sharp and defined, with deep, captivating eyes and a ruggedly handsome appearance.

Knowing she would be leaving the next day, Mila had resorted to desperate measures, pleading with Cameron to get Nathan drunk.

As Mila contemplated her impending departure, a troubling thought gnawed at her: the uncertainty of her safe return.

Alongside this unease, the possibility of her and Nathan drifting apart loomed, eventually becoming strangers to each other.

A wave of sadness washed over her, tears silently tracing down her cheeks.

Reaching out, Mila gently caressed Nathan's cheek.

She had been sitting on the edge of the bed for three hours now.

As she looked upon his handsome features, it felt as though she could never grow weary of the sight.

Despite having reached this point, she found herself hesitating.

if she truly became pregnant with Nathan's

hate her

Nate's ear, whispering, "Nate, can you wake

in his ear,

lips against his, closing her eyes

blinking hazily as he looked at Mila's

her closer,

straddled his body, pressing herself against his chest as they embraced

However, the sensations coursing

realized he wasn't

he flipped over, pinning Mila beneath him, his hands braced against the bed as he gazed down at

hazy consciousness, he managed to maintain control over

upon hearing his

her attempt had failed

emotion as she asked, "Nate, I'm leaving tomorrow.

twisted into a bitter smile, a tinge of redness

with disdain as he replied, "Chubs, don't you find this all a bit ridiculous? Trying to seduce a man you don't love, over and over again, and then talking about a future together? The future you're chasing has nothing

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