The Wrong Woman

Chapter 380

Nathan responded with a soft murmur.

Mila’s racing heart calmed as she gazed upon the star–studded sky, its ethereal beauty enveloping her in a sense of peace.

stay on top

top of

With flushed cheeks, she shyly asked, “Nate, how much longer do you intend to stay me? The boat seems to be drifting off course.”

Nathan slowly shifted, propping himself up with his hands. But before he could fully rise, he collapsed back onto Mila.

Under the weight of his sturdy chest, Mila struggled to breathe, a sense of unease creeping

over her.

“Nate, what’s wrong? Are you injured?” Mila’s hands wrapped around his waist, frantically searching his back.

As her fingers brushed against his shoulder blades, she felt moisture. She withdrew her hand and brought it to her nose, detecting the metallic tang of blood.

heart twisted with anguish, hands trembling as she applied pressure to the wound, her voice choked with tears, “Nate, you’ve been

ear, “Don’t worry, I’ll be okay.”

pushed him aside and crawled out from underneath

held onto his injured back tightly, fearing he might

so silly.” Mila sobbed, feeling

“Chubs, help

sit, supporting his

chair, Nathan pointed to the brightest star in the southern sky. “Chubs, can you see that brightest star?”

Mila wiped away her tears and nodded. “Yes, I can see

ship’s course in that direction,” Nathan instructed.

ship’s course as indicated and securing the navigation. Turning back toward Nathan, Mila

silent with not a

trembled. She caressed his cheek gently, her voice choked with emotion.

still, his breaths becoming

her arms tightly around his neck,

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Nate…”

his deep voice