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.

figure. She sensed more disappointment

exhaustion in

A few bodyguards stood

Mila, one of the nurses sighed, “Thank

goodness you’re

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wearing

asked nervously, “What’s wrong

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for days. He didn’t look away from you apart from the times he went to the restroom. He ate and slept horribly,

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

consciousness, he could probably have a good night’s sleep at home.

gathering herself, she asked, “Madam, can you lend me your phone?”

She keyed in a phone number, relying

“Phoebe, it’s me.

hearing Mila’s voice. “Mila, how did your know my number? Have you

replied,

gracious, that’s great news! Mila has

“Phoebe, I need

“Mila, I’m at your