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Chapter 275

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 grossed, watched Nathan intently, lost in thought as he sipped his
drink.
Initially, Cameron had come to share a drink with Nathan, but now he found himself becoming
intoxicated alone.
Surprisingly, Nathan didn’t even touch his own drink.
Feeling the effects of the alcohol, Cameron realized he couldn’t continue drinking.
He set his glass down and remarked, “This is boring. I thought you’d be pouring your heart out after
your divorce, but it seems I was
mistaken.”
Nathan kept silent.
Cameron stood up and spoke as he walked away, “Nate, I’m heading out. Just give me a call whenever
you feel like grabbing a drink together.”
With that, he closed the door to the study behind him.
Instantly, the room fell into a serene quietness.
A wave of weariness washed over Nathan, engulfing his entire being. Setting down his pen, he closed
the file and leaned back in his chair, allowing his eyes to rest.
In the stillness of the study, his heart grew heavier with each passing
moment.
In his mind and heart, the image of Mila lingered, causing a persistent
ache.
The discomfort wasn’t overwhelming, but it bore down heavily enough to feel suffocating, leaving him
struggling to catch his breath.
Indeed, this longing felt like a chronic ailment.
Similar to a frog slowly boiling in warm water, it was a gradual and agonizing ordeal.
Every moment seemed to bring forth pain, discomfort, longing, and emotional turmoil.
Even in Mila’s absence, devoid of this love and marriage, he could still find a way to carry on.
Suddenly, Nathan’s phone rang. He slowly opened his eyes and checked the caller ID. It was an
unfamiliar number.
Taking the call, he brought the phone to his ear, his voice hoarse as he whispered, “Who is this?”
A soft, sweet voice replied, “Nate, it’s me, Mila.”
Nathan sat up abruptly, tension gripping him. He cleared his throat and inquired, “Mila, is everything
alright?”
There was a brief pause before Mila responded, “Do you happen to have my phone and other
documents with you?”
Nathan confirmed, “Yes, I do.”
“Could you arrange for someone to deliver them to me?”
Nathan fell silent.
Mila continued, “Also, I left some clothes there previously. They’re still in good condition, and I’d rather
not discard them. Would you mind having the maid pack them up for me and include them with my
documents and phone?”
After a moment of consideration, Nathan replied, “The maid is
currently on leave. Cole and the others have also been quite occupied lately. If you have the time, you
could come by to retrieve them yourself.”
“Alright then,” Mila murmured.
Anxiously, Nathan inquired, “When will you be available? I can ne to pick you up.”
Mila sounded surprised. “Aren’t you busy?”
“I am,”
“In that case, I’ll manage on my own. I remember the passcode.”
“Sure.”
There was a pause in the conversation.
Breaking the silence, Mila spoke, “Well, I’ll hang up if there’s nothing
else.”
Quickly, Nathan interjected, “Mila.”
Mila hesitated for a moment, emitting a soft “Hmm?” that conveyed both anticipation and longing.
After her brief response, she lapsed into silence, unsure of how to continue.
Nathan drew in a deep breath, his gaze drifting out of the window to the scenery beyond. His
expression softened as he spoke gently,” During those ten years when you were away… were you
doing okay?”