The Wrong Woman

Chapter 389

“There’s something I need to explain to you,” Nathan said. His breath grew heavy as he spoke softly against her shoulder.

“What is it?” Mila asked.

“Fenna and I aren’t dating.”

Mila was stunned. She was at a loss for words. She had mixed feelings about it, and her houghts raced in all directions.

She was unsure whether to feel relieved, happy, angry, or annoyed. But she could feel Fenna’s hostility, and her tactics were a bit dirty.

As Mila’s emotions settled down, her hands around his waist tightened. “Nate, Fenna told me you two were together.”

That was why Nathan felt it necessary to explain. Regardless of whether she loved him or not, he wouldn’t let himself be in a helpless position.

As long as Mila remained unmarried and he was still single, he still had a chance.

“Yeah, Fenna mentioned it to me,” Nathan replied.

Fear lodged itself in Mila’s heart. If Nathan had never explained, she would’ve always misunderstood.

If the misunderstanding was cleared up, Fenna would simply be seen as helping a friend vent. Fenna had explained first so that Nathan wouldn’t blame her. So, women who could use such manipulative tactics with such righteousness still existed.

Mila felt she was no match for Fenna.

“Nate, did you chase after me just to explain this?” Mila asked softly, her breath brushing against his ear.

“Yeah,” Nathan replied.

Mila put on a faint smile and said, “Fenna probably didn’t expect that.”

“What didn’t she expect?” Nathan asked.

“Didn’t expect that you love…” Mila paused for a moment and continued slowly, “She didn’t expect you to explain this to me.”

Nathan braced his body and stood up straight, distancing himself from her. He gazed at Mila’s slightly flushed cheeks, eyes filled with emotion, and said, “I know you don’t care.”

“I do. I care a lot.” Mila wanted to explain, but she hesitated.

No, it wasn’t the time to express her feelings to Nathan. She wanted to resign from the Sunterland Research Institute and terminate the contract between them.

After she became a Norvanian citizen again, she would have the confidence to confess.

If Sunterland didn’t want to let her go and she couldn’t come back to work in Norvania, it

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would be like giving him false hopes. It would only disappoint him again.

The blow would be too painful. She couldn’t bear to hurt Nathan like that.

Seeing Mila lost in thought, Nathan slowly turned and walked toward the bed, dragging his tired and weak féet.

Mila snapped out of her reverie and hurried over to support his arm.

Nathan glanced at her hand. Then, he looked at her face.

Mila put on a sweet smile as she said, “Let me help you.” Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Nathan remained silent and allowed her to help him onto the bed.

Mila helped Nathan to lie on the bed. She covered him with the blanket and then pulled a chair to sit beside the bed.

She leaned over, her elbows resting on the bed and her hands supporting her chin. She smiled gently while fixing her gaze on him.

Nathan frowned slightly in confusion. He asked, “Aren’t you leaving?”

Mila blinked innocently as she thought of ways to deal with Fenna. She ignored his question and gently asked, “Nate, who’s taking care of you?”

Nathan closed his eyes as he was ready to rest. He replied, “Keith cooks, and the maid is in charge of cleaning the room and making tea. ”

“Wounds dressing, bathing, going to the bathroom, changing clothes, helping you with walking. Who helps you with that?” Mila asked.

“I’m a bit weak, but I’m not disabled.”

Mila gathered her courage and shyly said in a low voice, “Anyway, I’m not busy lately. I’ll stay and take care of you.

Nathan opened his eyes again. There was now a barely noticeable blush on his face.