The Wrong Woman

Chapter 270

Nathan worriedly questioned, “Does your word still hold?”

Mila cast a guilty glance at him. She didn’t reply.

The short silence felt like an eternity for Nathan. His weathered and weary face was filled with loneliness, and his deep eyes were bloodshot.

He was too hurt to listen to her answer. It’d be better if she didn’t answer because that would keep his hope intact.

After a while, she gently replied, “No.”

He forced a smile. Tears blurred his vision as he fought to remain

calm.

She felt sorry at the sight of his misty eyes and exhausted appearance, but there was nothing much she could do. She

suggested, “Nathan, you look very tired. Why don’t you go home to rest?”

He cleared his throat and asked in a low voice, “Are you in a hurry to drive me away right after you woke up?”

“That’s not what I meant.”

He rose. “I know. Have a good rest.” With that, he coolly exited the

room.

at his broad figure. She sensed

exhaustion in him.

entered. A few

Mila, one of the nurses sighed,

goodness

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Madam. Mr. Morrison is wearing out soon if you

nervously, “What’s

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you apart from the times he went to the restroom. He ate and slept horribly, and he lost some pounds because

as she teared up. It seemed that he had stayed firmly by her side for seven days and

probably have a good night’s sleep at

herself, she asked, “Madam, can you lend

in a phone number,

began calmly, “Phoebe, it’s

hearing Mila’s voice. “Mila, how did your know my

gently replied, “Yes.”

gracious, that’s great news! Mila has finally returned.”

I need you.”

excitedly, “Mila, I’m at your