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

asked in anger, "Just now,

better. He said, "Hitting a woman is not right, and it's not my

her say that, I would have slapped her to make her

his arm around her shoulder and walked toward the

guys are

before replying, "She got transferred. She's now the

in her

her expression. As he

your

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

she probably has paranoid personality disorder. Talking to her is

only follows her own thoughts and feelings. She's not being

alone, you have to protect yourself. Be wary of enemies, but

Nathan smiled bitterly.

down on the bed, he was mindful to leave some space for Mila.

too cramped. You won't be able to rest

too cramped, then lie on top of