The Wrong Woman

Mila's unwavering gaze held steady, exuding confidence as she asserted, "Oliver, you can't kill Nate. You're not even close to being his match."

Oliver's sneer deepened, tears staining his flushed cheeks. His laughter turned sinister, and his expression hardened as he gripped Mila's chin, forcing her to meet his icy stare. "You're right. I'm not his match. He's a defense general in Norvania, and I'm just an ordinary guy.

"But with you by my side, Chubs, I have the upper hand."

Mila's chuckle was laced with ice, devoid of fear. "Even so, you still can't take him down."

"You're wrong. I can do it right now," Oliver declared with unwavering conviction.

Mila's heart plummeted, anxiety tightening its grip, making it hard for her to swallow. Fear and unease consumed her thoughts.

Oliver's tone softened as he spoke, "Put the child down. I'll take you to him."

At that moment, the color drained from Mila's face, her shock evident as her heart raced. "Could it be real? Has Oliver truly captured Nate?" she pondered.

Oliver swiftly took Jasper from her arms and placed him in the infant seat. Trembling with nervousness, Mila attempted to reclaim her son, but Oliver seized her arm and pulled her away. "Let's go. I'll take you to see him now."Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Mila's legs turned to jelly with fear.

As they exited the villa, they were met with the misty rain and chilly breeze, the coldness slicing through them like tiny blades.

Mila was drenched by the rain, her vision blurred as Oliver led her forward. They passed through the front garden pathway, heading toward the backyard lawn.

In the distance, a large pit was dug in the ground, surrounded by two armed men and a familiar figure bound before them.

As they drew closer, Mila recognized the familiar face.

Nathan was tied up with his mouth

gagged. His eyes lighted up with excitement at the sight of Mila The armed men held him firmly implace, preventing him from moving.

"Nate..." Mila's heart felt like it had been torn apart, bloodied and raw The pain

pierced deep into homet

bones. Fear coursed through her, shaking her to her core.

"Nate." She yearned to rush forward, but Oliver's grip on her arm held her firm, halting her advance.

As the rain intensified, blurring Mila's tear-streaked vision, she stared at Nathan who was just 32 feet away.

With all her might, she pleaded, "Oliver, release Nate, please! I'm begging you. I'll agree to anything you ask, just let him go!"

Oliver clenched his teeth as he responded, "Chubs, I must end him. If I don't, you'll never let him go."

"No!" Mila sank to her knees, clutching Oliver's pants, her voice ragged with tears. "Please, spare Nate. Please!"

Joining her on the ground, Oliver

gently cupped her face, tears mingling with the rain. His voice

choked with emotion. "Cy

love for you matches yours for him. Can you feel my pain? S

"We're just a few years apart in age. We grew up together and you used to call me uncle. But all I ever wanted was to marry you.

"I thought if I stripped everything from the Hoffis family, you'd be mine.

"I thought if I imprisoned those who kept us apart, you'd be mine. But even with lost memories, you chose Nathan. Do you understand my pain? "Chubs, I love you. I love you so much," Oliver's voice cracked.

Through her sobs, Mila nodded. "Fine, if you love me, release Nate. I'll go with you. I'll stay by your side. Just spare him and I'll agree to anything!" Tears streamed down Oliver's face, but amidst the sorrow, he laughed and tilted his head, letting the rain cascade over him again.