The Wrong Woman
Chapter 302

Mila dropped her head and whispered, "Nate, I'm sorry." Guilt filled her heart, and pain tore at her.

Nathan forced himself to smile. He threw his head back and let his arms hang by his sides. Closing his eyes, he said, "I understand."

Mila couldn't bear to look at him and left quickly.

Nathan didn't go after her. He sat motionless on the wooden bench with his head up. Even closing his eyes couldn't keep the tears from running down his cheeks. His silhouette looked sad and lonely, bathed in the warm, yellow light.

Mila quickly disappeared into the distance without a backward glance.

Nathan put his hand to his forehead, hiding the tears at the corners of his eyes. Loneliness and pain overwhelmed him. It had been ten years since he felt such pain, and it was just as unbearable to feel it all over again.

Mila left Alpine Estate and got into a taxi. She cried through the ride.

The driver thought she had broken up with her boyfriend and tried to comfort her, but she didn't listen to a word he said. Only Mila knew her tears were shed for the man she loved deeply, and who loved her just as much.

It was Phoebe who opened the door when Mila returned to Hoffis Manor. When she saw Mila with her eyes swollen and full of tears, she nervously took her hand and asked, "Mila, what's wrong with you? Who hurt you? Why are you crying so much?"

Mila wiped away her tears as she walked inside. "I'm fine."

"Mila, tell me. What happened? Who hurt you?" Phoebe continued to ask.

She took Mila back to her room. Mila collapsed onto the bed and buried her head in the blanket.

Phoebe sat down next to her and asked, "Mila, where did you go? I'm so worried about you."

Mila shivered under the blanket, her voice choked with tears as she said, "He confessed his feelings to me, but I rejected him."

"Who? Was it General Morrison?"

Mila felt the pain almost too much to bear. She cried uncontrollably as she confessed, "Yes. What he wanted was simple, really simple... He doesn't care if we can be together. He just hopes we can keep in touch by texting from time to time. But I couldn't agree to even that."

Mila sobbed. "Phoebe, am I being too heartless? I'm too hard on him. I'm so sad, and it breaks my heart."

Phoebe hugged Mila over the blanket. "Mila, do you have feelings for General Morrison as well?"

Mila wept quietly. Phoebe understood immediately and said sincerely, "Mila, you're doing what you have to do. He'll understand one day."

"I'm in so much pain. It hurts." No matter how hard Mila pressed her chest, the pain didn't go away. Tears ran down her face as she asked, "Would taking some painkillers help? I can't take it anymore." Phoebe's eyes welled up immediately. She had never seen Mila in so much pain, and she cried with her as she held her close.

"Mila, please don't go on like this. Please try to pull yourself together. General Morrison would understand your decision if he knew your true identity. The two of you—"

"Phoebe, enough," Mila interrupted.

Fearing that someone might overhear, Phoebe stopped speaking immediately. She spent the rest of the night in Mila's room.

Mila cried until she was exhausted and finally went to sleep.

When she woke up at noon the next day, her eyes were red and puffy from all the crying she had done all night. Even so, her heart felt a little lighter now that all of the tears had been shed.

Mila was on her way to Zach's room as usual when Sally stopped her halfway through the living room.

"Stay there." Sally looked grim as she sat on the couch with her arms crossed.

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