The Wrong Woman

Chapter 134

Suzanne was taken aback by Oliver’s genuine display of emotion. His tears were a testament to the depth of his feelings.

The emotion must have been intense to move such a composed man like Oliver to tears.

Amidst her astonishment, Suzanne studied Oliver’s subtle

expressions and his heartfelt sentiments, attempting to decipher his innermost thoughts.

Before Suzanne could gather her thoughts, Oliver suddenly pulled her into his embrace and held her tightly.

Startled, Suzanne struggled with all her might and demanded, “Let me go! What are you doing? Let me go!”

Oliver held onto her firmly, his head burying into her shoul voice was hoarse and choked with emotion as he conf you so much. Why are you treating me this way? Why mu cruel, be it before or after you lost your memory?”

With men naturally stronger than women, Suzanne found her unable to break free. The more she struggled, the tighter Olive became, almost suffocating her with his embrace. She felt her shoulders ache with the pressure.

His

love

SO

and exhausted, Suzanne ceased her struggle, standing still like a puppet. She gritted her teeth as she warned, “Dr. Hoffis, release me, or

truly and deeply. Please, give me a chance,” Oliver persisted,

her heart, not even a hint of disgust. “I

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don’t love you.”

make you happy. I’ll cherish you for the rest of my life. We-”

force yanked him away abruptly. Oliver lost his balance and stumbled backward, landing with a

taken aback by the powerful force, Suzanne stepped back in surprise. As she collected herself, she realized Nathan was standing between them. His expression

a hint of anger. “I was just catching up with

the first time Suzanne had seen Nathan with such an unpleasant expression. He bore a resemblance to Hades, ablaze with killing intent.

victim of Oliver’s advances, Suzanne couldn but feel guilty. She felt as if she was a wife caught in the

aze

cold gaze shifted to Oliver, his tone dripping with sarcasm each word cutting. “Your way of catching up

rising to Nathan’s bait, Oliver smirked with satisfaction, his tone devoid of respect. “I think

had thought Nathan