The Wrong Woman

Chapter 133

Suzanne lay still, feigning sleep with her back facing Nathan. Her fingertips stealthily traced her lips, still tingling from Nathan’s kiss.

A hollow ache settled in her chest, mingling with a confusing blend of excitement and sadness. Throughout the night, she mulled over the reason for Nathan’s kiss.

She wondered if it was merely a fleeting moment of passion or if it was driven by his desires. The former seemed unlikely, while the latter felt strained, especially considering Nathan’s character and his recent injury.

Nathan made no further moves, merely switching off the light and settling on the other side of the bed, slipping into a quiet slumber.

Suzanne couldn’t fathom the thoughts swirling in his mind.

As the next morning dawned, Suzanne was roused by knocking. She caught a glimpse of Nathan as he opened t left to join the rest for breakfast.

She shook off her drowsiness and got up slowly, feeling glo

she went to freshen up.

tent

downstairs for breakfa However, as she went down the stairs, she met with a scene

several people she least

Nathan’s aunt, Lindsey, along with her goddaughter, Elyse, as well as Sally

fuse on

their web of

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and headed

of her from the corner of his eye. His expression turned melancholic as she hesitated

too well that these people were not

every corner in its warm embrace,

the lush garden while enjoying the fresh

the tranquility. “Why

soured instantly at the sight before her.

Oliver. She responded with an indifferent hum before standing up and prepared to leave.

anxiously and grabbed