The Wrong Woman
Chapter 556

"It's been 42 days. If you're feeling the urge, feel free to act on it." Mila's voice echoed in the darkness, devoid of any emotion.

To Mila, the reason Nathan insisted she sleep in the master bedroom and share his bed was simply to fulfill her role as his wife. She believed he had reached his limit.

Upon hearing her words, Nathan froze. Emotions surged within him, but sadness seemed to outweigh them all. He lay motionless, his hand skimming over the mattress until it found Mila's. He longed to hold her.

Yet, as his fingers brushed against hers, she recoiled and placed her over her chest.

A bitter taste filled Nathan's mouth. He pursed his lips and closed his eyes. Then, he murmured, "It's late. Go to sleep."

Mila eyed him suspiciously. Each morning, his intense morning wood was unmistakable as if he was on the verge of giving in to his desire at any moment. She couldn't understand why he refused her offer. With a puzzled expression, Mila turned away and closed her eyes.

Nathan shifted away from her, his voice carrying a seductive depth yet gentle tone. "To me, the true essence of intimacy between spouses lies in mutual enjoyment. If one doesn't find pleasure, it reduces to a mere primal urge.

"Wanda, it's not that I lack desire, but your body's rejecting me. Your indifference cuts deeper than my own urge."

Mila's heart ached. She clenched the bedding tightly, biting her lip to hold back the pain.

She hated herself, wondering why she let her emotions control her so easily. Despite everything, she found herself pitying Nathan. Should she forgive him? If they stayed married, Nathan would be her husband and the father of her children for many years to come.

Mila's mind was in chaos. She battled with herself, unable to respond to him. Before she realized it, exhaustion took over, and she drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Mila woke up to find herself alone in bed. Nathan's side was cold.

She reached for her phone and checked the time, seeing a message from Nathan waiting for her. Sitting up, she ran her fingers through her hair before tapping the message.

"Wanda, I must return to the military base for something important. It might take around a week. Make sure you rest up, stay indoors, and don't go investigating Avery by yourself. If you need anything, just let me know," Nathan texted.

Mila gazed at the message for a while. She didn't want to close it or respond. Her mind went blank as she silently read it again and again.

In truth, love couldn't just disappear in an instant. Mila simply didn't want to acknowledge her love or care for Nathan. She forcefully suppressed her emotions.

Despite feeling disappointed by him, her love for him never wavered. Every action of his still tugged at her heartstrings. The void in her heart must have been because she was missing him. Mila dropped her phone lifelessly, sank into her bed, and buried herself under the covers.

In the days after that, Mila continued to rest at home, delved into research, and picked up new knowledge. Now and then, she'd drop by the hospital to check on her son. Nathan kept sending her messages regularly, sometimes multiple times a day. But she chose not to reply to any of them.

Through Layla's sarcastic remarks, she sensed Layla subtly accusing her of something. Perhaps it was because Fenna had been under investigation and was now detained by the Intelligence Agency. Mila was incredulous. Even though Nathan knew Fenna couldn't be a spy, he still let her face punishment and investigation. Perhaps Fenna was less important to Nathan than Mila had initially thought.

On the fifth day since Nathan had left, Mila received news from the hospital in the afternoon. The doctor informed her that her child's health indicators were all progressing well and met the criteria for discharge Overwhelmed with joy, Mila thanked the doctor profusely.

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