The Wrong Woman
Chapter 301

"Where are you taking me?" Mila asked as they walked.

Nathan remained silent. He held her wrist as he led her through several garden paths. They stopped in front of a room in the Alpine Estate when Nathan let go of her hand. Mila looked around. The surroundings were beautiful, with lush greenery, and it was peaceful.

Nathan sat on a nearby bench and said, "Stay with me."

"Nate, what do you mean?" Mila asked nervously.

Nathan gazed deep into Mila's eyes and smiled helplessly as he said, "I won't touch you. All I want is for you to be here with me."

Mila stood still as she gazed into his intense eyes. She felt like she was about to lose control.

Turning her eyes to a nearby plant, she said calmly, "It's late. It's inappropriate for a man and a woman to be alone together."

Nathan scoffed and replied disappointedly, "I never once thought of forcing you when we were married and shared a bed. But now, you're afraid that I'll hurt you?"

Mila bit her lip and held on tightly to her phone.

Nathan leaned back against the bench. His eyes were penetrating as he said earnestly, "It doesn't matter if you're Wanda or Suzanne, I still love you.

"I used to think I was a man who got bored easily and was quick to move on. But now I realize I've loved only one person my whole life. I'll always have feelings for you, no matter who you are or what your name is."

Mila froze at his sudden confession. Her heart was in her throat, and her breathing grew irregular. She was too nervous to know what to do.

"Nate, you're drunk," Mila murmured nervously. She noticed the flush in his ears, neck, and cheeks. She wasn't sure if it was because he was embarrassed or drunk.

"I'm not drunk," Nathan said. His elbow rested on the bench's arm as he cupped his throbbing forehead. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Wanda, I'm not forcing you to love or marry me. I just hope that you won't avoid me. Please never cut off contact with me like you did ten years ago, no matter what our relationship is.

"I won't cling to you or cause you any problems. But can you come to me when you need a companion to share your happiness or sadness? Like when we were kids? It's fine if you don't want to meet." Nathan looked up at her, his eyes reddening as he forced a bitter smile before adding, "Just call or text me when you're free. Just so I know you're okay and that you're happy."

Mila couldn't help but turn away from him. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked up at the lintel of the room.

She couldn't breathe because it hurt so much. It felt as if a knife was stabbing her in the heart, and waves of agony caused her body to tremble. She felt something choking her and was unable to speak. "Wanda, please don't treat me that way unless you hate me." Nathan sounded hoarse and shaky.

Mila couldn't take it any longer. Tears began to flow uncontrollably down her cheeks.

She quickly wiped them away and cleared her throat, pretending to be calm. "Nate, you're truly drunk. I'll get Cole to take you home."

"Don't worry. I've booked a room at the estate for three days to rest up," Nathan replied.

"Then you should get back to your room and get some rest. I should head back as well," Mila said. She pulled out her phone to book a cab.

"Wanda, can't we at least be friends?" Nathan asked softly. His voice was choking with emotion.

Mila's heart ached so much that her fingers trembled. She couldn't even tap a thing on her phone. Tears began to stream down her cheeks again. She hadn't expected her heart to hurt so badly.

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