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.

could she do? She didn’t

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knew Nathan had set his mind on a woman already, yet she couldn’t stop her feelings from

Nathan walked in while talking

on the phone.

the flowers back to the building to sell. See who has a wife or girlfriend at home

me up. I won’t be coming

the call after he finished speaking. He then closed the

board must have been fried after the lightning struck. The electricity

every single thing he said because she’d taken

mood gradually eased. A hidden emotional burden

“Did you ever think

the gun at the

didn’t expect Suzanne to still be contemplating this after so long. Suzanne’s sudden question in such

cared about it because Nathan held

off her phone light and sat down on the couch. He said leisurely, “They

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He was basically a living target. I

laugh or cry at

both confident and arrogant.

harm

He was silent for a moment

an unbearable emotion churning in