The Wrong Woman
Chapter 270

Nathan worriedly questioned, "Does your word still hold?"

Mila cast a guilty glance at him. She didn't reply.

The short silence felt like an eternity for Nathan. His weathered and weary face was filled with loneliness, and his deep eyes were bloodshot.

He was too hurt to listen to her answer. It'd be better if she didn't answer because that would keep his hope intact.

After a while, she gently replied, "No."

He forced a smile. Tears blurred his vision as he fought to remain calm.

She felt sorry at the sight of his misty eyes and exhausted appearance, but there was nothing much she could do. She suggested, "Nathan, you look very tired. Why don't you go home to rest?" He cleared his throat and asked in a low voice, "Are you in a hurry to drive me away right after you woke up?"

"That's not what I meant."

He rose. "I know. Have a good rest." With that, he coolly exited the room.

Mila stared at his broad figure. She sensed more disappointment than exhaustion in him.

After Nathan left, two female nurses entered. A few bodyguards stood by the entrance.

Upon seeing Mila, one of the nurses sighed, "Thank goodness you're awake, Madam. Mr. Morrison is wearing out soon if you don't."

Mila asked nervously, "What's wrong with him?"

"He has been staying by your bedside for days. He didn't look away from you apart from the times he went to the restroom. He ate and slept horribly, and he lost some pounds because of that. He looks exhausted."

Mila grabbed her blanket tightly as she teared up. It seemed that he had stayed firmly by her side for seven days and seven nights.

Now that she had regained consciousness, he could probably have a good night's sleep at home.

After gathering herself, she asked, "Madam, can you lend me your phone?"

The nurse immediately handed her a phone. She keyed in a phone number, relying on her strong memory. Soon, someone picked up. Mila began calmly, "Phoebe, it's me."

Phoebe grew agitated upon hearing Mila's voice. "Mila, how did you know my number? Have you regained your memories?" Mila gently replied, "Yes."

"Good gracious, that's great news! Mila has finally returned."

Mila said, "Phoebe, I need you."

Phoebe responded excitedly, "Mila, I'm at your service."

"I can't travel back with you at the moment. Don't notify the higher-ups of my condition for the time being."

Phoebe agreed, "Okay. Understood."

"I'm at the hospital. I'll send you the address soon. Come over right now with the pen gun I gave you before." Phoebe replied, "Sure, Mila."

After the call, Mila returned the phone to the nurse and politely thanked the latter.

In the following days, Phoebe took care of Mila 24/7 at the hospital. The nurses didn't have to do much at all.

Meanwhile, Nathan did not show up for three days after leaving the hospital. Perhaps he was busy clearing the work that had piled up during his absence, or he wanted to put an end to the relationship after being disappointed by Mila's answer.

On the fourth day, Mila was ready to be discharged. Phoebe packed Mila's stuff early in the morning and settled the paperwork.

Then, she inquired, "Mila, where do you stay now? I'll move in with you so I can protect you and take better care of you."

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