The Wrong Woman

Nathan gripped Mila's shoulders before gently pushing her away. He looked intensely at her and said, "Why didn't you listen when I told you not to go?"

Mila explained, "She probably has something important to tell you, so I left to give her the opportunity."

Nathan sighed, "Paranoia is so terrifying. I was molested."

Mila nervously touched his arms. Looking up at him, she angrily asked, "Did Fenna molest you?"

"Mentally, perhaps. Does that count?"

Mila nodded and replied, "Yes."

"So, you've caused serious consequences by leaving me alone just now. Do you realize that?"

"I'm sorry," Mila apologized as she cupped his face. She felt guilty, and her eyes filled with tears.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't know she would be so out of line. What did she say to offend you?"

Nathan explained, "She said we were still attached, and she was afraid you would find out, so she asked you to get out with this excuse."

Mila's expression suddenly changed. She couldn't help but curse, "That bitch, is she out of her mind?"

had seen Mila lose control. She looked

anger, "Just now, did you slap her to wake

"Hitting a woman

If I had heard her say that, I would have slapped her to make

around her shoulder and

why would she think you guys are still attached?" Mila

hesitated for a moment before replying, "She got transferred. She's

her tracks, Mila

to look at her expression. As he expected, Mila looked

your mind?"

When she helped him walk toward the bed, she said lightly, "Nothing, I just

disorder. Talking to her is useless because she lives

her own thoughts and feelings. She's not being

to protect yourself. Be wary of enemies, but also

Nathan smiled bitterly.

was mindful to leave some space for Mila. He

head and said, "It's too cramped. You won't be able

on top of me,"