The Wrong Woman

Nathan's breath remained heavy as he grasped Mila's arm before turning to face her. His gaze was deep and he said softly, "Wanda, can we talk?" Mila stared straight ahead. She said sarcastically with an indifferent tone, "You're swamped with work, and I won't waste your time or disturb you. "So your devoted little assistant won't think that I, as a capricious and whimsical lady, am hindering you from attending to your important matters." He took a deep breath and suppressed the dull ache in his heart. He said, word by word, "We're married, do you have to treat me like this?"

Mila replied, "I didn't lose my memory, so there's no need for you to remind me."

The use of "you" in her response seemed respectful, but it was obvious to put a distance between them.

Nathan's eyes slightly reddened when he gazed at her indifferent expression. He felt his heart was being torn apart. This painful sensation had tortured him for over a month.

For the past month, they lived under the same roof. But Mila had avoided him and not answered his calls or replied to his messages. Even when forced to face her, her attitude was colder than winter frost. Nathan refused to let go of her hand.

They remained at an impasse.

Fenna rushed over and said gently, "Nate, since she's okay now, let's go. There's a lot of work for you to handle."

Nathan ignored her.

Mila said indifferently, "Let go, I'm busy too. I don't have time to waste with you."

Nathan's expression became gloomy.

a word, he grabbed Mila's hand and

forward. Although

felt Nathan's grip was too hard, causing her hand to

at a fast pace. He forcefully pulled her upstairs and

was a loud bang as the door was

all his discontent. Mila

pulled Mila to the edge of the bed and then pressed her shoulders down to

around, he sat on the edge

head, closed

feel the pressure emanating from him. The whole room felt as cold as

room, neither of them

broke the silence. "Since

"Actually, you've been lying to me

Mila remained silent.

kept his

he dared not

"It's my