The Wrong Woman

Nathan remained still, standing there without moving. He clenched his fists tightly and suppressed the indescribable pain deep inside him. Seeing that Phoebe hadn't arrived yet, Mila didn't want to wait any longer.

"General Morrison, I'm going back first,” she politely bid farewell. She pushed open the glass door and stepped out into the cold wind.

Mila shivered as the cold wind hit her. Taking small steps as there was a thin layer of snow on the ground, she steadily moved forward.

As Nathan watched her gradually disappearing figure, he couldn't help but chase after her.

Under the dim and misty light of the street lamp, Nathan grabbed Mila's arm.

Milas heart tightened. After she stood firmly, she turned to look at him. She really wanted to shout at this man. Could he stop pulling her from behind? She and the baby couldn't stand his rough treatment. Nathan's expression turned grim. He said each word with resentment, "Why did you lie to me?"

At that moment, Mila couldn't react in time. She asked, "What lie?" Nathan smiled bitterly as his face turned gloomy. He was very sad as he said with a slightly trembling voice, "You said that if you could return to Norvania, we would continue to be husband and wife."

Mila was speechless. She fell silent.

Nathan felt that even breathing was painful. He let out a sigh as he said in a low voice, "You also said you liked my genes and wanted to have a child with me.

“You don't want to marry me or have my child, yet you come to work under me and flaunt yourself in front of me every day. You also refuse to give me any chance.

"Wanda Hoffis, if you can't do it, why would you deceive me?"

Nathan almost shouted those words. He was trembling as he clenched his fists, with tears welling up his eyes. Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Mila's heart softened, seeing him in so much pain.

20 years of acquaintance, more than ten years of secret admiration. His feelings were sincere and loyal, and now he was in such pain.

Mila was unable to bear seeing him suffer, so she walked slowly to him after a moment of contemplation and gently held his tightly clenched hand.

Nathan was stunned, so he looked down at her to see what she was trying to do. He couldn't figure out what she was doing. He just felt that her hand was cold and soft.

Mila gently loosened his fists before holding his warm hand. She lowered her head and said softly, “I'm sorry, Nate. I didn't lie to you, I- I..."

Nathan was very nervous. Hearing her softly call him Nate made him fall into the abyss once again.

"Mila," Phoebe called out, interrupting Mila.

When she turned, she saw Phoebe rushing toward her.

It was then that Mila realized she had almost revealed everything because she was being soft-hearted.

She changed the subject, "Phoebe is here to pick me up, I'll go back first.”

Nathan tightly held her hand and said, “Finish what you were saying.” Mila felt a bit panicked. She said, "Let's talk later, let's w-wait... for a few months..."

Nathan frowned as he asked, "Wait for what?"

Mila became more nervous. She said, "I'm focusing on work now first. I don't want to get into any relationship. Once I'm financially stable, then I'll reconsider our relationship.”

Mila tugged at her hand, but the man held on tightly. She looked at his eyes and softly reminded him, "General Morrison, I have to go now. Can you let go of your hand?"

Nathan remained indifferent. Once he held her, he didn't want to let go. "General Morrison," Mila said as she forcefully pulled her hand a few times but still couldn't pull her hand free.

Mila started to hurt due to his firm grip.

"Mila, let's go," Phoebe said as she approached Mila. She draped the coat she brought over her.

She fixed her gaze on the intertwined hands of the two and asked, "What's going on?"

“I haven't had dinner yet, so I'm going back," Mila looked at him as she reminded him again.

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