The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 455

Nathan's emotions settled. His voice carried a tender warmth as he looked at Mila expectantly. "Chubs, do you love me, wish to bear my child, and remain here in Norvania?"

Mila, with her eyes glistening with tears, felt her heart ache painfully.

Nathan's gaze held sincerity, his words earnest. "If you choose to stay, I'll spare no effort to keep you safe. No matter how formidable Sunterland may seem, I'll shield you from harm. I'll shoulder every burden."

With tears held back, Mila shook her head and took a step back.

"Nate, I don't want you to endanger yourself and oppose Sunterland. And I certainly don't want you to sacrifice everything for me," she said to herself.

Watching her retreat with tears staining her cheeks, Nathan's heart twisted with agony.

Stepping closer, he gently clasped Mila's shoulders, lowering himself to meet her gaze. "Chubs, do you love me as well?"

Mila, suppressing her tears, sniffed and feigned composure.

"No, my focus will be on work when I return to Sunterland. Marriage isn't in my plans. I merely admire your good genes and desire to have a child."

Nathan's hands slid away. His eyes brimmed with tears as he staggered back, disappointment etched on his face. Mila's words pierced his heart like countless arrows, leaving him feeling battered and breathless from the pain.

He let out a bitter laugh, his laughter mirroring his sorrow and his eyes reflecting profound sadness.

In a low, bitter growl, he asked, "Perhaps you don't love me, but why resort to such cruel tactics to torture me?"

With tears streaming down her face, Mila remained silent.

Nathan walked to the sofa and picked up his fallen phone, his back facing Mila. His tears overflowed and his chest tight with anguish.

Mila hurried after him, her vision blurred by tears. Too preoccupied to watch her footing, she stumbled and fell to the ground.

Her knees throbbed from the impact as she glanced up just in time to see Nathan getting into a car parked outside the garden, starting the engine, and driving away.

Mila gingerly touched her throbbing knee. She curled her legs up and wrapped her arms around them.

With her head buried against her knees, her shoulders started to shake with sobs. Tears streamed down her face and dripped onto the ground.

Her heart burned with a searing pain, pulsating with anguish.

All she wanted was to resolve the matter of returning to her homeland with the utmost gentleness. She wondered if she was wrong and why Nathan cared so deeply about the child.