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.

understand. We can

want. It’s up to you.”

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heart grew cold at those

mean? She could leave whenever? It was

cheap? Should she not have wasted her time in this

off her phone and

the ground, her head swam. As her legs buckled forth, she fell right

shooting through her entire body. Tears

yet none of it compared to how much her heart was hurting. She felt

onto the bed. She then covered

like Suzanne might as well end her own

washroom in a

continued putting up the act of drying Nathan’s phone with a hairdryer.

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

and looked through it briefly before putting it

have ended up bumping into you with that glass of