The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 603

At that moment, Cole burst into the room. His face was pale, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he struggled to catch his breath.

His voice trembled as he conveyed the news, "Mr… Mr. Hoffis Senior… they've discovered… a body that surfaced… it's in a terrible state. The forensic team needs the Morrisons to come and identify it."

Florence's face drained of color at his words, her legs giving way beneath her as she collapsed. Despite the shock and grief, Gary sprang into action, swiftly moving to catch her before she hit the ground.

Witnessing the scene, Cole rushed to assist as well.

Zach's body trembled slightly as he approached the bedside. Leaning in beside Mila, he gently clasped her cold hand, urging, "Wanda, wake up. Nate's been found."

At the mention of Nate, Mila's tired eyes fluttered open, meeting Zach's gaze calmly.

His expression was solemn, tears shimmering in his eyes.

"Grandpa, what's the matter? Why are you crying?" Mila's voice quivered with worry.

Touched by her concern, Zach struggled to compose himself, wiping away his tears before replying, "Wanda, the search team found a body near the river. It's currently being examined by the forensic department.

"The Morrison family is required to go and provide DNA for identification purposes. Would you like to come along and see if it's Nate?"

Despite her tears, Mila managed a faint smile. "Grandpa, it can't be Nate. He promised he'd come back. He's not dead."

Zach gently held Mila's hand as he reassured her, "You're right, he's not gone. He has his wife and son waiting for him. He'll be fine.

"But maybe you should join me at the forensic department, just to confirm it's not him. It might give us some peace of mind."

Feeling exhausted and drained, Mila closed her eyes and whispered, "Grandpa, I don't want to go. I just want to sleep. When Nate comes back, tell him to find me here. I haven't seen him in so long… I miss him… I miss him so much."

As Mila spoke, her voice gradually weakened, fading into a soft, murmuring tone.

Soon, she slipped back into a deep slumber, immersing herself once more in the mysterious and ethereal realm of her subconscious mind.

In her dream, Mila found herself seated beside a vast, white lake, enveloped in silence.