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?"

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

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

"Hitting a woman is

If I had heard her say

his arm around her shoulder and

you guys are still attached?" Mila asked

transferred. She's now the head of logistics of Project

her tracks, Mila

expression. As he expected,

your mind?"

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

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

only follows her own thoughts

his chest, Mila reminded him, "In the future, when you're alone, you have to protect yourself. Be wary of enemies,

Nathan smiled bitterly.

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

her head and said, "It's too

then lie on top of