The Wrong Woman
The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie Chapter 398

Chapter 398

Mila simply wanted Fenna to witness her and Nathan being intimate. After their kiss, Mila shyly withdrew from Nathan's lips.

Observing this, Fenna considered stepping. However, before she could act, Nathan was faster.

He held the back of Mila’s head with one hand while his other arm encircled her waist, forcefully drawing her into his embrace. He then enveloped her in a deep, passionate kiss.

This sudden action caught Mila off guard. She found herself tightly pressed against Nathan's sturdy, broad chest, with no space between them.

At that moment, it felt as though they existed in a world of their own. Fenna’s expression darkened with anger as she turned and stormed away.

With Mila’s hands resting on Nathan's chest, he kissed her with such intensity that her entire body felt weak and powerless, devoid of strength.

His strong arms enveloped her, and his kiss was forceful and unrestrained. He sucked and teased her lips and tongue as though driven by an insatiable craving, immersing deeper into the moment without any intention of letting go.

“Mila,

Without awaiting her response, Nathan firmly grasped her waist and lifted her from his lap

onto the sofa.

Remaining silent, he stood up and made his way upstairs.

Mila felt perplexed, watching him go up the stairs briskly, her mind racing with questions: What's up with him? Did I do something wrong? Why is he in such a rush?”

Nevertheless, Mila eventually rose to her feet, smoothing out her dress and hair before taking a deep breath. After regaining her composure, she proceeded to have breakfast alone. Meanwhile, upstairs in the room, Nathan swiftly removed his shirt and headed straight for the bathroom.

It was as if he was on a mission to quench an inner fire. Stepping into the shower, he turned the faucet.

The cold water cascaded over him, and he stood beneath the chilling s controlling his breath.

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Slowly, the intensity of his desires waned under the icy water, yet the memory persisted, relentlessly replaying in his mind, refusing to dissipate.

He shook his head, lifting his face to let the water wash over his cheeks. With a tight grip on his chest, his breaths came in heavy waves.

When Mila was still Suzanne, he never experienced such intense desire, even though she was his wife, regardless of how much he cared for her.

However, now, whenever he was intimate with Mila, his passion burned uncontrollably.

After half an hour, Nathan finally emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. He used another towel to dry his hair as he made his way to the closet.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, his gaze warmly fixed on Mila, who stood by the closet door.

Having finished breakfast, Mila went upstairs to find Nathan, only to discover him in the bathroom, taking a shower. She waited for a while, not expecting him to come out shirtless.

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