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.”

Cole had more to say. “You have, at best, had an elementary school education and have achieved nothing since then.

three STD treatments, and 32 boyfriends, up to five at once, along with countless

Then, you did everything you could to marry into her wealthy family and become General Morrison’s wife.”

Suzanne’s back as she

She was shocked.

is already God’s gift to a person like you. How are you shameless enough to bring up divorce?”

had been stripped away, leaving her with nothing but shame. She clenched her

unaffected. After all, he had only agreed to this marriage to

lost my memory three years ago.

continued, “I don’t know why I made such terrible decisions, and I’m sorry you were forced to marry such a horrible person because of

not worthy of being your wife, so

demeanor nearly suffocated her. Feeling nervous, she looked up

know

did that make

to please his