The Wrong Woman
Chapter 411

Mila heard someone asking her when she was semi–conscious.

“Who do you like?”

She opened her heavy eyes, her vision blurry. As she blinked gently, she saw the looming figure infront of her.

Nathan’s handsome face filled her vision.

She smiled bitterly but didn’t say anything. She then closed her eyes again.

In an instant, the man’s soft and gentle voice came again. “Chubs, who do you like? Who do you love?”

Mila felt a sourness in her heart. She felt even more uncomfortable as she slowly uttered, Nate.”

Nathan was startled. He was stunned in place.

Was she calling his name, or was she telling him the answer?

Mila felt even more uncomfortable. She moved slightly in his arms as she said again, “Nate.” Nathanrealized that she was calling him. He asked, “Hmm?”

“I feel sick, and I want to throw up,” Mila said as she endured the roiling in her stomach. She felt veryuncomfortable enduring the nausea.

Nathan quickly carried her into the bathroom and placed her by the toilet.

As soon as Mila touched the toilet, she hurriedly knelt on the ground. She opened the toilet lid andlowered her head to vomit.

Nathan patted her back and handed her tissues. After she finished vomiting, he handed hermouthwash and a towel.

When Mila gargled, the water she spat out wet her clothes.

After vomiting, she became a bit sober. She stood up as her cheeks flushed with a dazed expressionon her face.

Nathan helped her up and hugged her from behind. He held her hands to wash at the sink. Mila feltweak, so she leaned all her weight against Nathan’s chest. Her back pressed tightly his chest. She feltvery warm and at ease.

The man gently rubbed and rinsed her hands under the cool tap water.

Mila murmured semi–consciously, “Nate, my clothes are wet. I feel uncomfortable.”

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Nathan handed her a towel to dry her hands. His actions were gentle as he pampered her, “I’ll go getyou pajamas to change. Can you manage by yourself?”

Mila nodded and replied, “Yes, I can.”

Nathan helped Mila up to sit on the toilet. He reminded her, “Sit here and wait for me. Don’t

move. I’ll go get your clothes.”

Mila weakly lowered her head. She was drowsy as she replied, “Okay.”

Nathan walked out of the bathroom. He went into the walk–in closet to replace Mila’s clothes.

After he found a set of pajamas, he was stunned when he saw her underwear in the drawer. He feltembarrassed as he tried to casually pull out a set of white underwear.

He walked toward the bathroom. But when he heard the sound of running water, he was filled with asense of foreboding.

He quickly pushed the bathroom door open and rushed in. He was dumbfounded as he took in thesight before him. Seconds later, he turned and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behindhim.

As he closed the door, he breathed heavily. His heart rate sped up, and his body was uncomfortablyhot. His ears to his neck were all flushed.

He had just seen Mila showering completely naked in the bathroom.

He paused for a moment before calming down. He then realized that she couldn’t take a

shower while drunk because it could lead to an accident. She could’ve split her skull open and suffer astroke.

Showering while being drunk was a very dangerous act.

He hesitated for a while before pushing the bathroom door open. He walked in and took the towel towrap around her wet body.

Nathan reached out to turn off the shower faucet.

She was still pretty much out of it as she looked up at the shower head and asked, “Why is there nowater?”

Nathan lifted her up and carried her out of the bathroom..

Mila struggled in his arms as she said, “Put me down. I’m so hot, I want to shower.”

At this point, Nathan’s heart was racing, and his breathing was erratic.

He suppressed the feeling in his heart as he maintained the last shreds of sanity. He placed her on thebig bed and then covered her pale, delicate body with a blanket.

Even so, the images of her curvy figure lingered in his mind. He couldn’t stop thinking about it. It keptstirring his heart.

He didn’t have the determination to help her get dressed, so he wrapped her tightly in the blanket.

He leaned close to her and whispered softly in her ear, “Chubs, don’t sleep first. Get put on yourclothes.”

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