All Chapters of The Wrong Woman: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Mila picked up her utensils, but when she looked at Nathan, he had already finished his entire breakfast.Nathan wiped his mouth with a serviette. He murmured, "The food was very delicious."With such a good review, Mila was really curious about how good it tasted.She picked up a grilled tomato and placed it in her mouth.The sweetness of the grilled tomato overwhelmed her taste buds in a flash and she frowned. The grilled tomato wasn't bad, but it wasn't good either, just a little bit sweet.She seemed to have mistaken sugar for salt. She also added too much sugar to the food.As expected, the buttered toast was sweet, and so were the scrambled eggs.The more she ate, the more embarrassed she felt. She kept her head lowered.Nathan said with a smile, "It really is delicious. I like it."Mila was comforted by his words. She slowly put down her cutlery, because she really couldn't get used to this taste. It was too embarrassing.She changed the subject and asked, "Nate, what

Mila's heart sank as she glanced back at the summerhouse entrance, her voice filled with concern. "Nate, Dan is visually impaired and unable to walk. With his volatile temper, who will care for him?"Nathan's gaze was intense as he spoke softly, "He's been heavily drinking. Once he passes out, the maid will tidy up his room, and the doctor will administer intravenous nutrition and rehabilitation treatments."Mila couldn't bear watching Daniel inflict such torment upon himself. It felt like witnessing a slow form of suicide. "I need to go see him."With determination, Mila rose from her seat and headed toward the summerhouse."Mila." Nathan stood up nervously, contemplating whether to stop her, but ultimately held back, restraining himself.Mila simply wished to rescue Daniel from his despair. He should appreciate her efforts.Nathan watched as Mila vanished from his sight. At that moment, an inexplicable sense of desolation and loneliness washed over him, accompanied by a tumultu

"Invite us out for a meal?" Phoebe exclaimed, taken aback.Mila's expression darkened at this unexpected suggestion, her concern mounting. She swiftly bypassed Keith and hurried into the house, with Keith anxiously attempting to follow.Phoebe grasped Keith's arm, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Keith, what's happening today? Why are you so jittery?Keith shook off Phoebe's hand. "It's nothing. I should get going."Phoebe stepped in front of Keith, blocking his path. "What's the hurry? Let's wait for a while."Keith glanced nervously inside once more, visibly flustered.Phoebe noticed every move he made. With her extensive experience as a bodyguard, she sensed that something was seriously amiss.Without hesitation, she tackled him to the ground.Mila dashed into the living room and heard Sally's persistent knocking at the door."Nate, please open up! It's Sally. Nate..." Sally's voice echoed as she continued to knock on the door, insisting, "Open the door, I need to spea

Mila's face turned red, and she averted her gaze, unable to meet Nathan's eyes, her breath quickening. "I-I'll take you to the hospital," she stammered.Nathan spoke softly, "Are you concerned about the media not having enough material?"Mila shook her head vigorously. "That's not what I meant."Nathan's gaze intensified as he stared at her blushing face, his Adam's apple bobbing as he licked his dry lips.He breathed in the delicate aroma emanating from her, his heart racing, consumed by desire. The passion he had recently suppressed with a cold shower was now rekindled.His hand clenched tightly before he released it, stepping back as he instructed, "Leave."Mila was caught off guard. "What?""Stay at Sudvilla. Don't venture elsewhere," Nathan advised sternly."But what about your health? Are you truly alright?" Mila inquired, concern evident in her eyes.Nathan found himself drawn to her rosy lips as she spoke, each syllable holding him captive like a mesmerizing poppy flow

Mila remained unfazed, her gaze fixed on the pages of her book. "She won't be able to tie the knot."Phoebe replied, "She won't be marrying Mr. Morrison. Knowing she can't win him over, she's turning to money to influence her connections in Sunterland to acquire your ID card and household registration. She plans to marry using your identity."Mila stared at Phoebe in shock.Phoebe's expression darkened as she hurriedly took a seat beside Mila. "Your grandmother is already arranging the wedding. Do you know who the groom is?""I don't care who he is. How could Grandpa allow this?" Mila voiced her unease.Phoebe sighed, "Your grandfather naturally objected, but he couldn't dissuade Sally's stubbornness, nor your unreasonable grandmother."Mila clenched her fists tightly, gritting her teeth. "Sally will go to any lengths to inherit the Hoffis family's fortune.""What can we do?" Phoebe grasped her hand. "Mila, if she marries into Norvania's elite using your identity, it will lead t