The Wrong Woman

Nathan’s gaze was frosty and calm. “What do you mean?”

Suzanne bravely met his eyes. “Let’s get divorced.”

She had been in love with him for three years. All she had wanted was a pure relationship. Now that their marriage had been tainted, she refused to keep things going like this.

Nathan’s expression turned grim.

Behind him, Cole spoke up, displeased. “Suzanne York. 25 years old. From Phoenicia of Norvania. Has an alcoholic father prone to domestic violence and a mother and brother who are gamblers buried in debt.”

Suzanne shot Cole an astonished look.

Unconcerned, Cole continued, “You dropped out in ninth grade and were scammed by men online before working as an escort in a karaoke bar.

“Then, at 20 years old, you married an 80-year-old man and became a widow less than two years later without inheriting anything.”

say. “You have, at best, had an elementary school education and have achieved nothing since then. You were also involved in prostitution

treatments, and 32 boyfriends, up to five

Morrison on purpose. Then, you did

back as she listened to her disgusting past.

She was shocked.

Cole taunted, “General Morrison is already God’s gift to a person

nothing but shame.

only agreed to this marriage to satisfy his grandmother. It meant nothing to him.

a bitter smile, Suzanne explained, “Mr. Morrison, I lost my memory three years

she continued, “I don’t know why I made such terrible decisions, and I’m sorry you were forced

not worthy of being your wife, so let’s get a

nearly suffocated her. Feeling

“I’ll let you know when I want

did that make

please