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.

for her response, Mila appeared to be

glanced at his phone screen to check if

the table, Mila nervously dug her nails into her palm, her heart racing like that of a startled deer. Before she could speak, her cheeks were already burning with

embarrassment.

could you join me

air,

thud, Nathan’s phone slipped from his grasp and crashed to the floor, startling them both.

surprise. Nathan hastily bent

the table, then the next moment, he pocketed it, his actions somewhat erratic. He was genuinely taken aback by

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Nathan stood up from his chair, his mouth dry as he cleared his throat. His tone was somewhat sharp.

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

his tie, unbuttoning his shirt collar before turning away

trailed closely behind, her façade one of audacity as she spoke, “I don’t even care about

poured himself a glass of

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