The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 358

Mila and Fenna returned to their seats one after another. Cameron had already prepared those rolled-up tissues for the next round of the game. He announced, "Let's continue."

Mila drank the remaining juice, put the empty glass down, and said, "I just remembered I have something to get done. I'll be on my way now. You guys have a good time."

Phoebe looked at Mila blankly and then stood up. Mila nodded at everyone before leaving but suddenly Nathan caught her wrist. Mila stood still in place.

They both froze, with her standing and him sitting. He refused to let go of her hand.

All eyes were drawn to Nathan's hand. His eyes were shadowed as he held onto her hand. Mila's heart trembled with pain as she felt the warmth of his palm.

"Nate, there's something I have to do. My grandma's looking for me." Mila found an excuse. She pushed his hand away but she couldn't get Nathan to loosen his grip.

The pain in Nathan's heart was amplified a hundredfold after the drink. It surged like a tempestuous wave in the very depths of his soul. There were thousands of words he wanted to say to her but he couldn't say any of them.

The only thing he could do was stare at the empty glass on the table.

He felt an agonizing torment as he slowly loosened his grip on Mila's wrist. The pain was so intense that it felt like he was swallowing blades with every breath he took. Eventually, he let his arm fall.

Mila forced a smile and said, "Phoebe and I will go first. Goodbye."

She headed for the gate without looking back. In a breeze, she passed the streetlights one by one. Her tears glistened in her eyes as she passed the lights.

Back at the table in the garden, Cameron turned to Nathan, who looked like a lost soul.

Nathan's eyes were unfocused as he stared at the empty glass Mila had drunk from. He looked utterly defeated and his reddened eyes were visible even in the dim, yellowish light.