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.

Suzanne’s room. After she finished eating, Suzanne found a book on military

shower. When she finished half an hour later, she realized that she had no clean

she washed her dirty clothes and hung them along the bathroom window to dry before

sight in front

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

sudden sight and didn’t know how to react.

furrowed his brows at her. Her visibly flushed cheeks and innocent eyes didn’t seem like

on her exposed shoulders before trailing down her

cosmetic procedures, her

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

stuffed the clothes into her arms.

she immediately clutched the clothes tightly.

until she heard his

walk toward the bathroom. “What

retorted, “Who was the one who asked

She was.

to seek a divorce, not

bathroom and closed the door, Suzanne exhaled deeply, as if she were releasing her pent-up

her pounding heart before

minutes, Nathan emerged from the bathroom in pajamas.

“Mr. Morrison,

told her that keeping this marriage going would only bring

walked over to the closet and pulled out another blanket before walking over to her bed. “It’s late. Let’s

fingers clenched at the hem of her shirt as she stared at him with teary eyes. Softly, she

on one side of the bed, closing his

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