The Wrong Woman

Chapter 643

Over and over, Fenna played out the same narrative, and Mila had reached her limit.

Cameron led Fenna away with the police.

Cole carried Nathan, while Mila and Phoebe guided him out of the motel.

The night seemed destined for endless torment.

Unable to take Nathan, who was deeply ensnared in a drug-induced slumber, home with her, Mila chose to stay at the hotel.

Cole returned home with Phoebe.

In the quiet stillness of the early morning, Mila tenderly wiped Nathan's feverish body, trying to cool his soaring temperature.

Despite his drug-induced sleep, he appeared restless, as if the drug still held him in its grip. Mila pondered if easing some of his tension might offer him some relief.

She undressed them both and leaned in to kiss Nathan softly, positioning herself above him.

Just as she prepared to close the distance between them, Nathan's eyes snapped open.

back, her voice trembling. "Nate, are you

for a moment

eyes welled up as she softly touched his flushed cheek. "I'm so sorry. I almost

Nathan seized her wrist and yanked it

the sharp pain jolting through her wrist as she

blanket to wrap around himself and staggered into the bathroom. "Nate, what's wrong?" Mila, covering herself with another blanket, rushed to the

sound of

Mila cried out, "It's

told you to

that heart-wrenching moment, everything fell apart. Mila couldn't fathom what she had done wrong. Nathan had

late? Or because she hadn't taken care of him

"Nate, please, what's going on? Why are you angry?" From

aback by his delirious words. After a moment of shock, she couldn't suppress

retorted, "I don't care who you are. You have two minutes to get dressed and leave, or you'll

a mix of amusement and despair. How should she handle

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