The doctor and nurses swarmed into the room and rushed toward Mila's bed. Nathan was squeezed out as they hurriedly performed check-ups on her.They checked her eyes, her blood pressure, and her electrocardiogram. They also tested her motor reflexes and asked about various symptoms.Mila answered all their questions seriously, letting them know where she felt unwell.After a series of checks, she realized that Nathan was no longer in the room. She glanced around as the doctors left the room, leaving the nurses behind to take care of her. The voices of Nathan and the doctor rang out from the door. "The patient appears to be doing better. Her bodily functions are quite good too."Although there was blunt trauma to the head, she seems to be thinking clearly. There shouldn't be any complications post-recovery.""She seems to have regained her memories, is this normal?" Nathan asked.The doctor looked glad. "It's possible that the external impact shifted some of the nerves, thus r
Nathan worriedly questioned, "Does your word still hold?"Mila cast a guilty glance at him. She didn't reply.The short silence felt like an eternity for Nathan. His weathered and weary face was filled with loneliness, and his deep eyes were bloodshot.He was too hurt to listen to her answer. It'd be better if she didn't answer because that would keep his hope intact.After a while, she gently replied, "No."He forced a smile. Tears blurred his vision as he fought to remain calm.She felt sorry at the sight of his misty eyes and exhausted appearance, but there was nothing much she could do. She suggested, "Nathan, you look very tired. Why don't you go home to rest?"He cleared his throat and asked in a low voice, "Are you in a hurry to drive me away right after you woke up?""That's not what I meant."He rose. "I know. Have a good rest." With that, he coolly exited the room.Mila stared at his broad figure. She sensed more disappointment than exhaustion in him.After Nathan
Mila said, "Phoebe, I'll stay at your place."Phoebe replied helplessly, "But I've been staying at a hotel all the time."Frowning, Mila was shocked by the information. Phoebe inched closer with a smile and asked, "What's wrong with your place? Can't we stay there?"Mila mumbled in bitterness, "I divorced Nathan as 'Suzanne.' Since we're no longer wife and husband, I don't have a place to live now."Phoebe blinked, looking at her calmly. "Well, you can buy a house for yourself since you're pretty rich."Mila sighed, "This is Norvania, not Sunterland."Phoebe slapped herself on the head and chuckled, "Gosh, I'm being silly. Your assets are in Sunterland. "As Suzanne York, you'll definitely attract unwanted attention from the authorities if you transfer that vast wealth to Norvania."Mila pressed her lips wryly. After a pause, she confessed, "Actually, I am in 600 thousand dollars worth of debt."Phoebe looked surprised. "Who did you owe it to?""Nathan Morrison.""Your ex-hu
"I'm sorry…" Mila mumbled.Lucas couldn't stand the scene anymore. Clutching his fist, he snapped, "Ms. York, Mr. Morrison showered you with deep affection for half a year. For you, he—""Shut up," growled Nathan, effectively cutting off Lucas.Lucas nodded and took a step back without a word.Nathan feigned a casual tone. "Are you planning to head back to Sunterland?"Mila replied, "I'll head back after settling the two snakes by Grandpa and Grandma's side."Nathan scrambled for reasons to make her stay. "Aren't you going to take over the Hoffis family's business?""No.""Isn't it a win-win situation to get your lover to Norvania while you take over the family business? You can stay back to enjoy family time with your grandparents."She flashed him a smile and shook her head.Looking upset, he nonetheless replied in a stiff tone, "Well, I wish you happiness."Then, he left in great strides without looking back. Cole quickly followed suit. Lucas, ashen-faced, felt sorry an
"Mila, wait for me!" Phoebe's panicked voice echoed from behind. She panted as she caught up to Mila. Placing her hands on her waist, she lowered her head and breathed heavily.By then, Lucas had caught up to the two women. Mila looked at Nathan hesitantly. Under the gaze of everyone around, she struggled to express her helpless and guilty feelings.She didn't want to hurt Nathan, but she was well aware that she couldn't offer him what he wanted. The best she could do was to apologize to him.Nathan briefly glanced at Phoebe and asked Mila, "Mila? Do you have another name?"Mila was slightly taken aback. She quickly recalled her previous career and nervously explained, "I published a book once. Mila was my pen name."Was she a published author before? Well, she was surely an all-rounder.Fixing a passionate gaze on Mila, Nathan finally remarked, "You haven't changed at all. You've been an outstanding person since young."With that, he entered the car without any longing.Luca
Nathan rubbed his temple and checked the time on his wristwatch. Then, he ordered, "Look into Oliver Hoffis' records in the past ten years."Cole replied, "Will do, Mr. Morrison."Nathan turned to Lucas. "Lucas, send some men to monitor Sally. Figure out how Sally and Oliver got in touch with the Dark Shadows Society."Lucas sounded reluctant. He pleaded, "Mr. Morrison…"Nathan went ahead, "Also, send some bodyguards to protect Zach and Loretta Hoffis. I don't want anything happening to them."Lucas was practically trembling from anguish. "Mr. Morrison, you've been busy enough with the Norvanian military. Why would you waste time on her family matters? She's not worth your effort after what she had done to you."Nathan disregarded Lucas' protests. He got out of the car and entered the main complex of Sudvilla. Lucas and Cole followed suit.Nathan walked past the living room and headed to the study. His two assistants followed behind closely with much concern.Lucas called out t
Cameron casually took a sip of his drink before responding, "You're not."Nathan let out a sigh. "Love in this life often feels like an insignificant desire. Marriage or not, it's not a matter of life and death."Cameron chuckled in response, a sense of irony in his voice. He took another sip of his drink, strolled to the nearby sofa, and settled in with his legs crossed."You appear quite composed. It seems like you're not as emotionally affected as they say. Divorce doesn't seem to faze you much, does it?"Nathan remained silent, instead reaching for a box of liquor from the desk. He walked over to Cameron and placed it on the coffee table."Take the alcohol home and drink it. I don't have time to keep you company," Nathan replied curtly, settling the bottle down before returning to his desk to resume work.Cameron, still seated with his legs crossed, watched Nathan intently, lost in thought as he sipped his drink.Initially, Cameron had come to share a drink with Nathan, but
Mila's response came swiftly, "I was doing alright."Feeling a familiar ache in his heart, Nathan slowly closed his eyes, his voice strained as he murmured, "Where did you study? Where did you work? You...""Nate," Mila interrupted his probing questions, her tone heavy with emotion as she avoided delving into the past. "It's all behind us now. There's no point dwelling on it."But was it truly relegated to the past?Nathan pursed his lips bitterly, resisting the urge to press further.Over the past decade, there had been countless words he yearned to express to her. He wanted to ensure she was doing well and to learn about every facet of her life.Even if it meant merely being a friend, a neighbor who cared.Mila's voice came slowly, "Nate, goodbye."Nathan stayed silent, listening to the emptiness of the line. A part of him still hoped she would reach out to him again.Mila hadn't specified when she would retrieve her belongings. Maybe she had no intention of seeing him again