The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 395

After stowing her clothes in the wardrobe, Mila approached Nathan. She bent down to look at the screen of his laptop.

However, her view was swiftly obscured by his head. Nathan was startled, his gaze softening as he affectionately observed her profile.

Mila noticed he was focused on work, with multiple pop-up windows on the screen: emails, military inventory sheets, meeting groups, and other tabs.

While maintaining her bent posture, Mila slowly turned her head toward him.

Being this close, Nathan couldn't help but notice her radiant skin. He also caught a subtle scent of the enticing fragrance from her hair.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his gaze grew even more intense.

In a soft voice, Mila urged, "Nate, it's time for you to rest. Put your work aside for a while."

With her words, Nathan slowly closed his laptop.

Mila smiled, pleased, as she took the laptop from Nathan's hands and placed it on a table across the room.

"Nate, would you like to freshen up or take a bath?" Mila asked, keeping a slight distance but attempting to sound composed despite her nerves.

Glancing at his phone, Nathan checked the time—it was already 8:00 pm. "You don't need to worry about me. Go back to your room and rest."

Mila's voice carried a touch of shyness as she approached him, her hands clasped behind her back. "I'd like to sleep with you tonight."

Taken aback, Nathan furrowed his brow.

Mila hurriedly explained, "Don't misunderstand. I just want to be on hand in case you need anything during the night, like water or help to the bathroom."

Nathan maintained a serious expression, his intense gaze fixed on her. It left Mila uncertain about his thoughts.

Pointing toward the spacious bed, Mila remarked, "You have a king-size bed. There's plenty of space. I promise I won't disturb your wound."

Nathan offered a gentle smile, his tone tinged with a touch of helplessness. "Mila, I have my phone. If I need anything, I'll just call you. You don't have to sleep with me."

"But I'm concerned," Mila insisted.

Nathan raised an eyebrow, and his voice softened with a touch of resignation. "So, sleeping next to me will help calm your worries?"

"I just want to look after you."

"We're not married, nor are we a couple," Nathan reminded her.