The Wrong Woman

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Suzanne closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She tried to swallow her distress, but it was just too painful to bear.

Unbidden tears welled in her eyes.

The next morning, Suzanne got out of bed, freshened herself up, and walked out of her bedroom.

She was startled when she saw the people sitting on the sofa in the living room–they were important people, whose discussion of important matters was interrupted by her

appearance.

They looked at her curiously.

Nathan stood up and introduced her politely. “Mr. President, this is my wife, Suzanne.”

The president of Norvania, Donald Tacker, was a middle–aged man in his fifties. His eyes held a kind twinkle, which made him look friendly and amiable.

he

went up to Donald and lowered her head respectfully. “Good

out

Suzanne took his hand and shook it.

Now that I’ve met you,

Suzanne. His eyes were

pretty in her own simple way. She had a melancholic aura that softened her demeanor. It made

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importantly, her beauty was realistic, with no trace of plastic surgery.

laughed awkwardly. “You flatter me, Mr. President. I’m just a normal person. I’ve

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nothing on your

men looked at each other while smiling.

There was no tea or refreshments in sight. She figured that Nathan had probably forgotten

the trouble, Mrs. Morrison. We don’t need tea,” Donald replied.

and nodded in accordance, but she still went into the kitchen to

tea.

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