The Wrong Woman

Chapter 129

Halfway through dinner, Suzanne suddenly remembered the mess she’d left in the study and the bedroom. Hence, she hurriedly went upstairs to clean them up. After she was done, she returned

downstairs to finish her meal.

She wondered where Nathan and Cole had disappeared to after heading upstairs. Could Nathan possibly not wish to share a room with her since Sally was there, so he decided to rest in the guest room?

That was highly likely.

When Suzanne returned to the dining table, everyone had already finished their meals and left. She sat down dejectedly and continued eating. She couldn’t even taste her food due to her heavy mood.

Over in the living room, after Sally set her phone down, she call in an anxious and urgent tone, “Mrs. Morrison, I just called Luca told me that Nate suffered a gunshot to his shoulder last night.

“They had just extracted the bullet not too long ago. But Nate didi want to be hospitalized and insisted on coming home.”

Florence covered her mouth in shock as she teared up. “Last night? A. gunshot?”

She put everything down and rushed up the stairs, sobbing as she cried aloud, “Oh my goodness! My son…”

Sally followed after her and went upstairs too.

Back in the dining room, Suzanne lowered her head. Her hands, gripping the cutleries, were frozen. She trembled all over, and her heart ached for him. Nervousness and unease took over her as a

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tightened

again, Florence and Sally had already vanished upstairs. A tightness clenched at

room straight after dinner. Not wanting to see Nathan and Sally being intimate with each other, she went to take a stroll

stayed outside, admiring the night view late into the night, until she felt

the

her feet into the room, exhausted. Moving over to the bed, she sat down

sigh.

the room? It was already so

Sally’s room. She wonder nature of their relationship. Was it

feel awful. She was both

heard the sound of the glass doors sliding o Suzanne’s eyes widened instantly as she looked at the balcony

confusion.

he

came in from the balcony, closing the glass doors behind him and drawing the curtains. He was in a set of comfy

broad shoulders and his neatly cropped hair. He looked effortlessly

couldn’t explain why she was taken over by nervousness, but

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she gulped dryly and tried to say something, but she didn’t