The Wrong Woman

Nathan asked sternly, “Who are you trying to insult by sleeping on the floor?”

Suzanne was enveloped in his masculine scent. She felt like she was about to suffocate.

Her mind was in disarray as she stuttered, “I-I just thought that i-it wouldn’t be appropriate for us to s-sleep together when you’re in love with s-someone else.”

Nathan raised an eyebrow and smirked. “I have no feelings for you, so even if you were dancing naked in front of me, I wouldn’t spare you a second glance, let alone touch you.”

His words stung the most vulnerable part of her, crushing her.

She wanted to say something back in retort but choked up, afraid to reveal her feelings. She could only bite her lip in silence as her eyes grew misty.

Nathan was momentarily dazed as he gazed into her beautiful, teary eyes.

However, he swiftly laid back on the bed the next second and ordered, “Turn the lights off and sleep.”

Immediately, the voice-activated system in the room turned off the lights.

into the darkness. Still, she quickly repositioned herself and laid

even though they both occupied one end each, there was still a large gap between them.

struggled to fall asleep.

finally succumbed to fatigue in the

…

a phone ringing

opened her eyes groggily and saw Nathan dressed handsomely in

because she was blinded by love, but he seemed to sparkle, no matter where

the phone and answered softly, “Good

the other woman’s reply, but she could hear Nathan’s worried

sat up, feeling a pang of jealousy after hearing

and turned around to face her. “I need to head out for a moment.”

be a loyal husband.

hesitated before replying, “Our families are close, and Sally’s my childhood friend.

point of sticking close to each other every

burning and her chest

around to leave, she cried out, “Nathan