The Wrong Woman

Chapter 493

Mila chuckled at the mention of "second marriage”. After a bit of conversation, Sienna and Mila ended their call.

Leaning in close to Nathan's ear, Mila asked, "Do you enjoy holding my hands?"

Nathan glanced at her and whispered, “I enjoy it very much.”

Mila withdrew her hand and muttered, "They're just hands, you know. You have them, too."

“It's different," Nathan replied softly.

He cradled her head and kissed her. As panic rose, she pushed his chest to create some space between their lips.

"You—"

by commanding,

lifted her onto his lap and wrapped his arm around her waist. He cradled her head as he

to compensate for not kissing her enough by kissing

and passionate, while his hands were restrained and respectful of boundaries. Mila sensed him

before that Nathan was skilled at controlling himself. She had even started to wonder if he might be impotent. Her pregnancy had proven otherwise. He was

pregnancy, Nathan refrained from touching her. At night, they slept in the same room but

she wanted. She could read, use her phone, enjoy the view, or even daydream. Instead of traveling

all of his work to his assistant, put his phone on silent mode, and

important thing in the world was Mila,

a chilly winter morning. The sunlight filtered through the branches and danced through the window into the

in the recliner by the window, basking

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