The Wrong Woman

Chapter 116

Suzanne walked the two-hour journey back to Morrison Residence alone in the rain. By the time she reached her house, her entire body had grown weak.

After showering, Suzanne went to sleep in bed before even drying her hair. Only sleep could stop her from thinking about Nathan.

Suzanne didn’t leave the room nor felt hungry for the entire day. She woke up at midnight feeling really hot and uncomfortable. Only then did she realize she was ill.

Suzanne was about to give Nathan a call when she saw Nathan had sent her a text. She quickly opened the messaging app.

“I still love Sally,” Nathan wrote.

Those four words pierced Suzanne’s heart like a sharp blade.

Tears pooled in her eyes as she swiftly set her phone down. She turned her face upwards and wiped the tears that crept out of her eyes with her fingers.

Suzanne inhaled deeply and held her breath. Yet even that inhale made pain lance through her chest, making her unable to hold bac her tears.

Suzanne silently gnawed on her lip, her throat burning with the urge to cry. She restrained herself for a long while before the urge

disappeared.

and typed out a reply to Nathan. “I understand. We can

divorce whenever you want. It’s up to you.”

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heart grew cold at

It was up to her?

so cheap? Should she not have wasted her time in

switched off her phone and went to

her head swam. As her legs buckled forth,

hands slammed against the floor, pain shooting through her entire body. Tears fell from her

much her heart was hurting. She felt hopeless in this pit of

before falling heavily onto the bed. She then covered

matter anymore. A woman suffering like Suzanne might as well end her own life in

the washroom in

messages she sent. She continued putting up the act of drying Nathan’s

“Your phone is still working fine, Nate. I’ve already

it briefly

ended up bumping into you with that