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?"

chuckle. It was the first time he had seen Mila lose control. She looked adorable even when she was

gritted her teeth as she asked in anger, "Just now,

a woman is

have left. If I had heard her say that, I would have

arm around her shoulder and walked

think you guys are still attached?" Mila

moment before replying, "She got transferred. She's now the head of logistics of Project

her

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

on your

walk toward the bed, she said lightly, "Nothing, I just think Fenna is really out of

personality disorder. Talking to her is useless because she lives in her own

thoughts and

when you're alone, you have to protect

Nathan smiled bitterly.

on the bed, he was mindful to leave some space for Mila. He held her wrist

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

too cramped, then lie on top of me," Nathan