The Wrong Woman

Chapter 372

Within the confines of a narrow cell, a gentle stream of sunlight filtered through the window.

Mila lay at the edge of the bed, slipping into a deep slumber. Her hand clasped Nathan’s palm tightly. The sun’s rays bathed her side, casting a comforting warmth around her.

Nathan slowly opened his eyes, feeling feeble and weak. He glanced at the dilapidated ceiling before surveying his surroundings. A bitterness curled his lips. Despite having ventured through the death, he found himself back in this cursed place.

Sensing his hand being held, Nathan lifted his head and found Mila. His body stiffened in shock. He never wanted to bring her into such danger. Nathan struggled to move, hoping it was all just his dream.

Mila stirred awake at his movements. Seeing Nathan alive, she couldn’t contain her excitement, rising to her feet and reaching for his forehead. “Nate, you’re awake, finally.”

In an instant, Nathan realized this was no dream. Grabbing Mila’s wrist, anger surged within him. “Why are you here?”

Mila leaned in, disregarding his question, and gently inquired, “You’ve been unconscious for two days. Are you feeling alright?”

Despite his aching body, Nathan forcefully pushed himself up, his tone stern. “Tell me, why

are you here?”

hesitated, struggling to

of death, but her presence in the Nightshade’s

Nathan exclaimed, “Chubs, have you lost your

level of fury Mila had never seen from Nathan. Tears blurred her vision instantly as fear and

lost it. If it weren’t

chest heaved with anger, his face pale. He uttered, “I’d rather be dead than have you try

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let go of Nathan’s hand,

With guards outside, she could only

knew Nathan was angry because he was worried about her safety, but

the silence. Mila nervously turned around to find Nathan getting out of bed unsteadily, his hand bracing against the bedside table before he stumbled

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the ground.

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own emotions, Mila rushed