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."Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

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."

The voice belonged to Fenna.

Nathan and Mila both froze as their faces instantly turned grim.

Nathan pulled apart the curtain and turned to look at the door.

Wearing a long face, Mila was freed from Nathan's embrace.

Holding a fruit basket and a bouquet of flowers, Fenna walked over with concern. She asked, "Is your injury okay?"

Nathan's face became gloomy. He angrily asked in a low voice, "Who told you?"

Fenna pretended to be puzzled, so she asked, "What?"

Nathan asked again, "Who told you that I'm here?"

Fenna pointed at Mila. She asked, "Why don't you ask her? Who told Wanda?"

Nathan snorted coldly, "Do you want to compete with my wife?"

Fenna's existence completely ruined their good mood. Mila felt uncomfortable as well.

Fenna's attitude remained firm. She

said, "I know that your

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hospitalization is a confidential matter. Since you could tell Wanda, why can't you tell me? I'm just worried about your health. I'll leave after visiting you, and I won't affect your rest."

Mila was speechless. She pulled over a chair to sit down. Then she quietly picked up Nathan's mug and slowly drank the warm water.

Nathan picked up his phone from the side and immediately called Cole.

Cole answered the phone. Nathan said in a serious tone, "Did you tell Fenna about my injury and hospitalization?"

Cole quickly explained, "General Morrison, I didn't tell Fenna. I only told Daniel and Mrs. Morrison. No one else knows."

Nathan instructed sternly,

"Investigate everyone who knew

about my hospitalization. Find out whodeaked it to Fenna and fire them immediately."

"Yes, General Morrison."

Fenna panicked. She angrily said, "Nate, do you really have to act like this?"

After he hung up, he looked at her. "How many people did you contact?" he asked.

Fenna was unhappy as she

explained, "I didn't. I just wanted to

care about you and treat you

well.

Why do you have to treat medike I'm

a spy?"

Nathan took a deep breath. Suppressing his anger, he said, "You've already visited me. You can leave now."

Fenna's expression became gloomy. She gritted her teeth and said firmly, "I have something to talk to you in private."

She sounded serious. Then, she fixed her gaze on Mila.

Seeing Fenna's arrival, Mila already felt annoyed. She didn't want to see her, so she stood up and said, "You guys talk, I'll leave first." As Mila was about to leave, Nathan grabbed her wrist.

Mila was stunned. She turned to look at him.

Nathan nervously said, "Chubs, you don't need to go anywhere. There's nothing I need to talk about alone with her."

Mila looked at Fenna.

Fenna's eyes were full of sorrow, with a hint of pleading. Whether it was genuine or fake, she looked really pitiful. Loving someone wasn't wrong.

The mistake was that the man she loved was married.