The Wrong Woman

Chapter 408

The more Mila thought about it, the worse she felt. Her gaze shifted toward Fenna, who was behind Nathan.

She thought that Fenna must be gloating now. She must enjoy seeing them in such an unpleasant situation.

Mila felt so wronged that her eyes welled up with tears. She knew her faults and where she went wrong.

But she just wanted Nathan to unconditionally support her and stand by her side instead of supporting his friend. She wanted to be this man’s favorite, not just someone he simply liked. The more Mila thought about it, the worse she felt. Tears shimmered in her eyes.

She pretended indifference as she said, “Yes, I’m just that fickle. You got hurt because of me, and I took care of you for days. Now that you’ve recovered, I’ve fulfilled my responsibility.” “Responsibility?” Nathan murmured, his voice trembling slightly.

He smiled sorrowfully as he continued, “Responsibility… You’re only responsible for the injuries I suffered?”

Mila bit her lower lip stoically. She looked down as she didn’t dare to look at him.

She knew how he felt and knew that hearing these words would hurt him, yet she couldn’t help but say them. She immediately regretted saying those words to hurt him.

Nathan took a deep breath as his eyes reddened. He held onto her arm tightly because he was afraid that she might leave if he let go.

gentle tone, “Chubs, my injury hasn’t fully healed

responsibility.

I’ll stay with you, but when you’ve had

completely softened. Despite the grievances she endured from Fenna, even if he didn’t defend her, she

furious. She rushed over to question him, “Nate, why are you

heart to harden once more,

“Nate, do you think it’s appropriate for an outsider to interfere in our matters?” she

several decibels. She angrily said, “I’m–Nate’s best friend, and I can’t stand seeing you

unable to restrain herself any longer. She threw aside her manners as she angrily

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friends, and maids to take care of him when he was injured. You don’t have to pretend to look

a few days.

don’t like him? If this isn’t toying with him, then what

she cried. She clenched her fists tightly as

bloodshot, and she gazed at Nathan with teary eyes. She never expected to be insulted by

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