The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 381

On the journey away from the island, Mila quietly stayed by Nathan's side.

Nathan had been shot. They couldn't sail directly back to Norvania from the sea, so they chose the nearest point to come ashore.

Once ashore, Mila found someone nearby and asked them to call for assistance. Then, they rushed Nathan to the hospital.

Mila held the unconscious Nathan. She didn't have the courage to check his breathing. Through the ordeal of life and death, her heart grew stronger.

There was nothing more painful than her experience of losing Nathan.

If it weren't for Oliver, Nathan would have died on the island.

She harbored no gratitude toward Oliver. He killed her parents. Thus, there was a deadly feud between them.

She would avenge her parents' death one day. She would definitely kill Oliver with her own hands.

At the hospital, Mila sat on the chair outside of the emergency treatment room. Her eyelids grew heavier, and she felt exhausted.

She was worried about Nathan, who was in the operating room. She didn't dare to close her eyes, even if just for a second.

The surgery lasted from 4:00 am until 9:00 am.

When the doctor came out, Mila was emotionally and mentally strained. She didn't dare to relax, not even for a moment.

She said anxiously, "D-Doctor… I…" Mila paused, wondering what the relationship between her and Nathan really was. She thought it should be friends.

The doctor reassured Mila before she could finish her sentence, "Don't worry. The surgery was successful. Your husband isn't in critical condition.

"The bullet lodged in his shoulder blade, avoiding the vital organs. But the difficulty in removing the bullet led to excessive bleeding and weakened his body. He needs rest, so make sure to take good care of him."

Mila was overcome with excitement as tears welled up in her eyes. She sincerely offered her gratitude, "Thank you so much, doctor. I really appreciate it. I will take good care of him."

The doctor smiled and said, "The patient's information hasn't been recorded yet. Find some time to complete his identification information."

Mila nodded as she said, "Okay, thank you."

The doctor left.

Shortly after, a nurse wheeled Nathan out. Mila pushed the stretcher alongside the nurse.

Unexpectedly, he arrived right after the five-hour surgery ended.

"Nate," Fenna said as she walked toward Nathan. She held his other hand and leaned close to his face. Softly, she called out, "Nate, wake up. It's Fenna."

Mila gently put Nathan's hand down and covered him with the blanket. She pulled the blanket up to cover his exposed shoulder.

"Let me look at his wound," Fenna said as she lifted the blanket.

Mila nervously tried to stop her. She said, "Don't—"

Before she could stop her, Fenna was already checking his wound.

Due to Nathan's wound being wrapped in gauze, they couldn't see anything. Even if they could, they weren't doctors, so there was nothing they could do.

Mila just didn't understand why she wanted to look.

After checking, Fenna touched Nathan's cheek. Her eyes reddened, and her voice caught in her throat as she asked, "What happened? Why is he so badly injured?"