The Wrong Woman

Chapter 101

Suzanne was overwhelmed with shame and discomfort when her

thoughts laid bare. She gradually lowered her head.

Fuming in anger, Nathan let go of her hand and uttered, “If you want a divorce, just tell me. I won’t make you stay. Don’t use tactics like this. to upset me.”

Tears began to well up in Suzanne’s eyes, burdened by a heart heavy with pain and sorrow. She bit her lip and struggled against the urge to

cry.

Leaving Nathan was not her desire, but she felt powerless to change the direction of their relationship. She grappled with the weight of not wanting to be defined by a troubled past she couldn’t undo.

Yet, she found herself trapped. Every day felt like a battle for survival, and she felt like a soul slowly withering away.

Nathan picked up on her profound sadness, and his own heart sank in response. Realizing he had been too harsh in his words, his gaze softened as he looked at her.

In a gentle tone, Nathan said, “Share what’s troubling you.”

expression darkened. He watched her, head still bowed, until he

jolt of concern hit Nathan. He hurried over to Suzanne and lifted her. With her petite frame and head still lowered, Nathan couldn’t see her

feel a heavy sadness in his chest. He hadn’t felt this kind of pain since he saw a woman

“Why are

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the fear that Nathan might be the cause of her death in the future flooded her with sorrow.

went for it and pulled her into a warm, comforting hug. Suzanne was taken aback by the strength of

tears dried up, and she couldn’t believe she was leaning on Nathan’s broad, cozy

with hands hanging by her sides and blinked away the last of her tears. Her heart thumped like

her chest.

However, she was unsure if it was just her ears playing tricks

closed his eyes to breathe in the subtle, sweet fragrance of Suzanne’s hair. Her soft and comforting presence eased the ache in his heart that had lingered for over

emptiness and restlessness that had been bothering him latel seemed to disappear in this precious moment.

smell of flowers, their

like her heart was about to

burst.

done crying. Can you let go of me?”