The air around Nathan buzzed with danger. “Are you threatening me?”

Suzanne struggled to breathe, overwhelmed by his dominance. “Please don’t force me to do something I don’t want to.”

Nathan narrowed his eyes at her.

Her flawless, charming face reminded him of what Sally had looked like as a child.

In a daze, he gave her a meaningful smile. “I admit you’ve done a great job at making your face look like hers as a child. No wonder Grandma likes you so much.”

Hers as a child?

Suzanne wondered who he was referring to.

While she was distracted, Nathan calmly replied, “Alright, I agree.”

With that, he turned around and left with Cole.

Suzanne was dumbfounded by his reply. She didn’t understand what Nathan had agreed to.

Had he agreed to the divorce or to live together as husband and wife?

Night fell, and a gentle breeze swept through the room.

dinner to Suzanne’s room. After she finished eating, Suzanne found a book on military strategies and kept herself entertained until late

finished half an hour later, she realized that she

her dirty clothes and hung them along the bathroom window

front of

taken off his shirt, exposing his chiseled body. The faint scars on his body added to his

sight

flushed cheeks and innocent eyes didn’t seem

on her exposed shoulders

by her doctor’s skills. Despite her numerous cosmetic procedures, her

his eyes, Nathan cleared his throat and fetched a set of casual sportswear from his closet before walking toward

he reached her side, he stuffed the clothes

immediately clutched the clothes

by his actions until she heard his command.

toward the bathroom. “What are you doing in my room,

one who asked to live together as husband and

She was.

had been to seek a divorce, not suffer through a loveless marriage with a

door, Suzanne exhaled deeply, as if she were releasing her pent-up frustration.

heart

emerged from the

stood up nervously. “Mr.

after him for three years, her rationality told her that keeping this marriage going would only bring

another blanket before walking over to her bed.

Her fingers clenched at the hem of her shirt as she stared at him with teary eyes. Softly, she asked, “Aren’t we getting divorced?”

his blanket and lay on one side

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