The Wrong Woman

Chapter 52

Nathan froze in place. When he felt his clothes being clutched tightly, he turned around to look at Suzanne in the dark.

A flash of lightning echoed the skies outside, lighting up everything. It lit up Suzanne’s tearful, desperate eyes. It was a pitiful sight indeed.

That split second when their eyes met made Nathan soften immediately. It felt like his heartstrings had been tugged at.

Nathan took Suzanne’s earphones and leaned in to whisper by her ear, “I’m not leaving. I’m going to check the circuit board.”

Suzanne could scent his fragrance and feel his warm breath on her face. She blushed.

Nathan’s voice was magnetic and pleasant to the ears, making her heart tremble. She slowly released her grip on Nathan’s clothes.

Nathan saw how frightened she was and caressed her head. “Don’t be afraid. I’ll be back right away.”

He then left the house.

Unbeknownst to Nathan, his small gesture had stunned Suzanne to

her core.

She stayed frozen in place like an idiot, slowly touching where Nathan. had caressed her on the head.

Her heart pounded like a deer running through the woods, unable to stop. A sense of sadness then followed.

Suzanne realized she was growing more and more in love with

Nathan.

do? She didn’t want to

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had set his mind on a woman already, yet she

opened again. Nathan walked in while talking

on the phone.

or girlfriend at home they want to buy some flowers for. Whoever buys a flower can get a day off tomorrow.

don’t need to pick me up. I won’t be coming back

after he finished speaking. He then closed the door behind him and walked

the lightning struck. The

thing he said because she’d taken out her earphones when he walked

gradually eased. A hidden emotional burden

voice, “Did you ever

pointed the gun at the

expect Suzanne to still be contemplating this after so

cared about it because Nathan held

the couch. He said leisurely, “They don’t call me

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was a head taller and stood much closer to you. He was basically a living target. I would never have misfired.”

to laugh or cry

was both

to harm

was silent for a moment before replying

an unbearable emotion churning in her heart.