The Wrong Woman

Mila walked over to help Daniel. "I'll see you off, Daniel."

Nathan felt nervous. He tried to grab her hand, but they were too far apart, and he felt embarrassed to call her name. His hand hung in the air for a moment before putting it down. Daniel allowed Mila to support him as they walked out of the hospital. The driver was waiting for him outside.

"Wanda, you can go back. Nate is waiting for you."

Mila pouted as she murmured, "He doesn't even want to see me. If I hadn't forced Cole to tell me, he would have kept it from me."

"What nonsense is this? How could he not want to see you? He's probably been thinking about you like crazy. He just doesn't want you to see him injured."

Mila pursed her lips as she helped Daniel into the car.

Once he got into the car, he quickly explained, "I was the one who brought up Fenna. Don't blame Nate, and don't be jealous."

The affection between the siblings was strong.

"I understand, Daniel," Mila said before closing the door for him. "Goodbye."

After the car drove away, Mila turned and went back into the hospital.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Nathan standing in the corridor. Gripping the railing, he nervously searched for her.

"Why did you come out?" Mila said as she rushed over.

Hearing her voice, Nathan turned his head and saw Mila. He ignored his injury and walked unsteadily toward her.

Mila was very anxious. She rushed over to hold his hand.

He ended up hugging her tightly as soon as she reached him.

Bending down, he pressed his face against her face and hugged her tightly. His rapid breaths brushed against her skin, filling her with warmth.

His heart pounded as he murmured softly, "Chubs... Chubs..."

Mila had been a little resentful at

first, but when she felt the warmth in his embrace, all she felt was

excitement and happiness. All other emotions gradually disappeared.

Tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes. Now, as long as he came back safely, nothing else mattered.

Mila slowly raised her hand to wrap her arms around his waist. She closed her eyes and pressed her face on Nathan's chest.

She choked, "Nathan, if you ever abandon me and Jasper or risk your life again, I won't forgive you."

Nathan slowly raised his head to take a deep breath. He gently stroked the back of her head and said, "I won't, never again." Mila, now choked with sobs, murmured, "Thank you."

"Hmm?"

"Thanks for saving my parents. Thanks for coming back safely. Thank you."

Nathan smiled. He gently kissed her head before hugging her tighter.

"I'm your husband, so you don't have to thank me."

After calming down, Mila asked again, "Did that scum Oliver die?"

Nathan's expression slightly darkened. He released Mila from his embrace and placed his hand on her shoulder. He said, "Let's talk about it in my ward."

"Okay," Mila agreed. She carefully supported him as he walked into the hospital ward.

After helping him onto the bed, Mila reached out to pull the loose waistband on his pants.

Nathan quickly protected his pants

Frowning, he nervously looked at her

and murmured, "Chubs, we're

in

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Mila instantly blushed. She was embarrassed and shy. "I didn't... I-I just wanted to see the wound on your leg. Do you think I'm that kind of person?" Nathan felt embarrassed because he misunderstood her. He held her hand tightly and pulled her into his embrace.

"It's just a small wound, just a few stitches. There's nothing to see."