The Wrong Woman

Chapter 275

Cameron casually took a sip of his drink before responding, “You’re not.”

Nathan let out a sigh. “Love in this life often feels like an insignificant desire. Marriage or not, it’s not a matter of life and death.”

Cameron chuckled in response, a sense of irony in his voice. He took another sip of his drink, strolled to the nearby sofa, and settled in with his legs crossed.

“You appear quite composed. It seems like you’re not as emotionally affected as they say. Divorce doesn’t seem to faze you much, does it?

Nathan remained silent, instead reaching for a box of liquor from the desk. He walked over to Cameron and placed it on the coffee table.

“Take the alcohol home and drink it. I don’t have time to keep you company,” Nathan replied curtly, settling the bottle down before returning to his desk to resume work.

Cameron, still seated with his legs grossed, watched Nathan intently, lost in thought as he sipped his drink.

Initially, Cameron had come to share a drink with Nathan, but now he found himself becoming intoxicated alone.

Surprisingly, Nathan didn’t even touch his own drink.

Feeling the effects of the alcohol, Cameron realized he couldn’t continue drinking.

He set his glass down and remarked, “This is boring. I thought you’d be pouring your heart out after your divorce, but it seems I was

mistaken.”

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Nathan kept silent.

stood up and spoke as he walked away, “Nate, I’m heading out. Just give me a call whenever you feel

door to the study behind

into a

washed over Nathan, engulfing his entire being. Setting down his pen, he closed the file and

of the study, his heart

moment.

and heart, the image of Mila

ache.

to feel suffocating, leaving him struggling to

this longing felt like a chronic

water,

moment seemed to bring forth pain, discomfort,

absence, devoid of this love and marriage,

rang. He slowly opened his eyes and

ear, his voice hoarse as he

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sweet voice replied, “Nate, it’s me,

him. He cleared his throat

brief pause before Mila responded, “Do you happen to have my phone

confirmed, “Yes, I

you arrange for someone to deliver them to me?”

Nathan fell silent.

clothes there previously. They’re still in good condition, and I’d rather not discard them. Would you mind having the maid pack them up for me and

a moment of consideration, Nathan replied,

occupied lately. If you have the time, you could come by to retrieve them

then,” Mila