The Wrong Woman

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Chapter 390

The woman who couldn’t wait to leave just a moment ago suddenly wanted to stay and take care of him, and with such intimacy.

Nathan smiled slightly. Curious, he asked, “What made you change your mind all of a sudden?” Mila gently pursed her lips and wore a delightful smile. She thought it over for a moment and said, “Because you got injured saving me, so it’s natural forto take care of you.”

Nathan chuckled as he gazed at her deeply.

Mila said in a playful tone, “In medieval times, when women wanted to repay their saviors, they would often offer themselves if they had nothing else to offer.”

Nathan felt his body heat up, so he pulled his blanket down slightly. He said with a deep voice, “Are you also offering yourself?”

Mila nodded. Her demeanor was extremely serious as she said, “I’m offering myself.”

Nathan’s expression turned serious. He said, “Don’t joke about this with me. I’ll take it seriously.”

“I’m not joking,” Mila said solemnly.

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Nathan closed his eyes again to rest.

Mila didn’t say anything further. She pulled the blanket up a bit more to cover his neck.

Nathan pulled it down slowly, tucking it around his waist.

Upon seeing this, Mila frowned. She then pulled up the blanket again to cover him.

Nathan pulled it down again with his eyes tightly closed.

When Mila was about to pull the blanket again, Nathan suddenly grabbed her wrist. He quietly said with his eyes closed, “I’m hot.”

Mila replied softly, “You’re weak. Don’t catch a cold.”

Nathan sighed and let go of her hand, and Mila covered him with the blanket.

This time, he didn’t move.

Mila sat in the room for a while. After seeing him sound asleep, she quietly left the room.

As the door closed, Nathan slowly opened his eyes. He felt disappointed as he stared at the door.

Mila went downstairs and sat in the living room. She called Phoebe to ask her to pack a few sets of clothes and send them over.

After the call ended, Cole walked in. He was slightly more polite this time. “Ms. Hoffis, are you leaving? Do you needto drive you?” he asked.

Mila smiled and said, “No need. You can go and take care of your business. I’ll take care of Nathan.”

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Cole was taken aback.

His reaction piqued Mila’s curiosity. She asked, “What? You don’t trust that I’m capable of taking care of someone?”

Cole realized she was serious about it. He chuckled, “Of course. You can take care of General Morrison. With you caring for him, I’m sure he’ll recover quickly.”

Mila smiled as she agreed with him.

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“Then I’ll get going,” Cole said tactfully as he left. He would disappear even if he weren’t busy at this time.

Not long after Cole left, Keith cout of the kitchen with food. When he saw Mila, he greeted her.

Mila immediately stood up. She blocked Keith’s path and asked, “Is this Nate’s dinner?”

Keith replied, “Yes, it is.”

“Give it to me,” Mila said, reaching out to take the food.

Keith hesitated but ultimately placed the tray in Mila’s hands.

She held the tray and turned. As she walked toward the stairs, she saw Fenna walking in with a thermos.

Their eyes met for a moment. They were both frozen in place.

Although their gaze appeared gentle, in reality, there were complex emotional fluctuations. and unpredictable tension between them.

Fenna grinned as she walked over. She politely asked, “Ms. Hoffis, what brings you here?”

Mila replied in a gentle tone, “Nate got injured because of me. It’s only right forto be here, isn’t it?”

Fenna pursed her lips and nodded. She then continued, “You’re so thoughtful. Why don’t you give that to me? I’ll take care of his dinner.”

Mila took a step back, about to refuse. However, Fenna had already snatched the tray from her hands.

“I made a pot of beef stew. Would you like to have some?” Fenna asked.

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