The Wrong Woman

After glancing at the narrow single bed, Nathan immediately agreed, "Okay. I'll sleep on the bed, you can sleep on my chest."

Mila smiled shyly. She said, "I'll sleep on the extra bed."

"Sleep on me," he said firmly.

"Your leg is injured, I might accidentally pressed on it."

"It's okay, just sleep on me."

"I don't want to."

"You have to sleep with me."

Mila paused before blinking at him. "Then I'll go home to sleep."

Nathan sighed deeply. Leaning closer to Mila, he gently murmured, "Chubs, are you doing this on purpose?"

"Doing what on purpose?"

"You are intentionally making things difficult for me."

Mila smiled, resigned. She caressed his hair and spoke in a soothing tone, "Be good, I'll come to see you tomorrow morning."

Nathan held her waist tightly and pulled her into his arms. He closed his eyes and whispered, "You can't go anywhere, stay here with me."

"I..."

Before Mila could reply, there was a knock on the door.

"Nate."

belonged

both froze as their faces instantly

the curtain and turned to

long face, Mila was freed

and a bouquet of flowers, Fenna walked over with concern. She

face became gloomy. He angrily asked in

be puzzled, so

asked again, "Who told you

asked, "Why don't you ask

snorted coldly, "Do you want to

completely ruined their good mood. Mila felt uncomfortable

attitude remained

"I know

et el

confidential matter. Since you could tell Wanda, why can't you tell me? I'm just worried about your health.

down. Then she quietly picked up Nathan's mug and slowly drank

his phone from the side and

Nathan said in a serious tone,

quickly explained, "General Morrison, I didn't tell Fenna. I only told Daniel and Mrs. Morrison.

Nathan instructed sternly,

"Investigate everyone who knew

whodeaked it to Fenna and fire

"Yes, General Morrison."

angrily said, "Nate, do you really have to