The Wrong Woman

Chapter 122

Under the shimmering glow of the white moon, its light pierced. through the tangled branches and spilled onto the balcony.

In the dimly lit room, Suzanne tossed and turned restlessly before succumbing to sleep. Yet, her slumber was far from peaceful.

Beads of cold sweat formed on her forehead as her breaths

quickened. Within the darkness, she found herself lost and unable to discern her surroundings. The chilling wind scraped against her skin, sending shivers down her spine.

Amidst the eerie silence, the voices of a man and a woman

reverberated, their whispers akin to ghostly murmurs in the abyss.

“Suzanne, save us! It’s so cold… Run away, Suzanne! Don’t look back!” their voices pleaded, wrenching at Suzanne’s heart with each

desperate cry.

Suzanne sprinted aimlessly through the pitch-black surrounding senses consumed by fear as an ominous presence loomed over

The sinister voice echoed through the void like a haunting chant, “Kil her… Kill her, and the money is yours… Kill her!”

shadowy figure materialized before Suzanne, its malevolent gaze piercing through the darkness. Its bloodied hands reached out and wrapped around her throat,

in bed. Gasping for

rays greeted

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absurdity of her dream. To think she had imagined her parents crying out for her help when, in reality, they only ever sought financial assistance

decided to freshen up. After tossing aside the covers, she retrieved a

in casual wear and ready to

stopped in her tracks. She looked over to find Sally

I face your grandparents

worry, Mrs. Morrison. I won’t do anything dangerous again. Besides, Nate has been keeping me company these past few days. He’s

those two together when they

don’t think Grandma intended for this. I

refraining from speaking ill of Suzanne

the stairs, Sally raised her voice and declared, ” Nate told me he’s only treating me like that out of concern

plans to file for a divorce and take me as his wife.”

that’s the truth, yet you continue to

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Florence