The Wrong Woman

Chapter 447

Mila settled across from him, her smile vanishing in an instant. “Am I not welcome?”

Nathan replied, “You know that’s not what I mean.

Resting her chin on her hands, Mila gazed at his solemn expression, her words slow and deliberate. “I wanted to see you.”

Nathan was taken aback by her words. His heart pounded inexplicably as a sudden tension gripped him.

Why did she want to see him? Was it for some specific request? Or perhaps out of longing?

Feeling a dryness in his throat, Nathan swallowed hard and took a sip of the pumpkin soup, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart.

Yet, the soup seemed sickly sweet, matching the unease swirling within him.

After finishing, Nathan carefully set the bowl down. “Chubs, if you have something on your mind, just speak up. Such ambiguous words can cause misunderstandings.”

Mila pondered for a long while, realizing that stealing was neither feasible nor sensible. So, she had to resort to asking.

Nathan waited for her response, Mila appeared to be in

screen to check if

table, Mila nervously dug her nails into her palm, her heart racing like that of

embarrassment.

could you join me

air,

slipped from his grasp

Nathan hastily bent down, swiftly retrieving his

the table, then the next moment, he pocketed it,

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dry as he cleared his throat. His tone was somewhat sharp. “Chubs, I’ve

cheeks blazed crimson, her demeanor a blend of resignation and sorrow. “I know your concerns. You fear that I will get married after

about that,” Nathan responded, a heat spreading through his chest. He loosened his tie, unbuttoning his

she spoke, “I don’t even care about it myself.

counter, Nathan poured himself a glass of cold water and downed it in one gulp.

glass down, he turned to face Mila. “You’re someone who could leave