The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 331

Chapter 331 

Nathan couldn’t help but purse his lips. He couldn’t smile even though he wanted to. He ruffled Mila’s hair gently and said, “I don’t eat supper, so go have a rest.” 

Mila lowered her head and secretly yawned. Her voice muffled as she said, “You should go back to your room and rest too. 

“If there’s anything, be sure to call me immediately. I will come to your room right away.” 

At that moment, Nathan found Mila’s ideas very interesting. He never thought he would need a delicate and frail woman to protect him. 

“Okay,” he replied. 

“Set my number on the speed dial,” Mila told Nathan. 

Nathan calmly took out his phone and set Mila’s number as a speed dial. 

“All set,” Nathan showed her his phone as he gently said, “Can you go to sleep now?” Mila was still worried. She continued, “Don’t eat anything given by anyone else. 

“From now on, let Phoebe be in charge of your meals. Her cooking is as good as Keith’s.‘ 

“I’ll do as you say,” Näthan replied. He didn’t expect her to take it so seriously. He was 

touched. 

“Then I’ll go to sleep.” She waved to him and said, “Nate, goodnight.” 

After that, she left the living room and went upstairs. 

Nathan watched her back with complicated emotions swirling inside him. He never worried about Sally trying to trick him or to drug him. He would never let Sally force him into 

marriage. 

He just took this opportunity to keep Mila by his side for a little longer, so that he could have more chances to see her. 

The next morning, Mila had her alarm set, so she woke up very early. 

She joined Phoebe in preparing breakfast. 

No matter how Phoebe tried to persuade her, she refused to leave the kitchen. 

The previous Mila never did any housework. 

Mila said that everyone had their own strengths. She wasn’t good at cooking, so she never 

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wasted time on it. 

But now, she was learning to prepare breakfast in the kitchen. 

Phoebe sighed. She said, “Mila, you should go out. You should do what you like. For example, reading, doing experiments, drafting, or painting.” 

“I want to learn,” Mila said with an ingratiating smile. 

“You don’t have to worry about this kind of stuff, so what’s the point of learning this?” 

“I just want to learn,” Mila muttered. 

“Is it for Mr. Morrison?” Phoebe teased. 

Mila frowned, clearly unhappy. She said, “Why on earth would I learn how to prepare breakfast for him?” 

“Whatever you say.” Phoebe couldn’t argue with her. 

The two of them busied themselves in the kitchen for a while. 

Nathan came downstairs and sat down in the dining room. He took out his phone to look at his schedule and official business. 

Mila walked out excitedly while holding a tray of breakfast. She said, “Morning, Nate.” 

Nathan stopped looking at his phone. He looked at the apron–clad Mila instead. He said with a smile, “Good morning, Chubs.” 

“This is your breakfast,” Mila said as she pushed the tray full of food toward him. Then, she sat directly across from him. She looked at him excitedly while having her hands supporting 

her chin. 

“You made this?” Nathan asked. 

Mila nodded happily.