The Wrong Woman

"Don't you love me?" Mila pouted and pretended to be angry with him. “I love you," Nathan replied.

“Then, why can't you call me “darling’ in a cute voice?" Mila sounded somewhat displeased.

“I'd rather say 'l love you’ a thousand times."

Mila’s smile grew wider. Looking him in the eye, she said, "Fine, then say 'l love you' a thousand times."

Nathan stopped in his tracks and lifted her.

"Why did you lift me again?" Mila asked nervously as she clung to his neck.

“You're not watching where you're going. You'll break my heart if you fall," Nathan said solemnly.

Mila snuggled against his chest and beamed. A feeling of warmth went through her, making her feel as if she were floating on air. Everything seemed surreal yet incredibly wonderful and joyous.

Mila had just gotten comfortable on the couch when Sienna

what's up?"

did you leave? We haven't had a chance to catch up." "Did Daniel

he didn't catch me. He's in the

you do?" Sienna paused for a moment and said dispiritedly, "He's actually close to recovering. He's been putting in a lot of

my job if he fully recovers. The money I earn

the Morrisons," Mila reassured her. "Daniel is improving because of

doing my job. It's what I'm supposed to

really need me to take care of him anymore. Even though he can't see, he's capable of doing everything, sometimes even better than those who can see. He can

added, "He's determined and he'll succeed in everything

from the kitchen with a plate of chopped fruit. His brow furrowed upon hearing Mila's words. After setting down the

what happened earlier,” Sienna

teasing you on purpose?" Mila asked