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

Suzanne ceased her struggle, standing still like a puppet. She gritted her teeth as she warned, “Dr. Hoffis, release me, or I’ll scream for

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

nothing stir within her heart, not even a

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don’t love you.”

with me. I will make you happy.

abruptly. Oliver lost his balance and

by the powerful force, Suzanne stepped back in surprise. As she collected herself, she realized Nathan was standing between them. His expression was dark and stern, and his gaze piercing

from his clothes with a hint

such an unpleasant expression. He bore a resemblance to Hades, ablaze with killing intent. The chilling air surrounding him wa terrifying, as if it could freeze

feel guilty. She felt as if

aze

Oliver, his tone dripping with sarcasm each word cutting. “Your way of catching up seems

Nathan’s bait, Oliver smirked with satisfaction, his tone devoid of respect.

She had thought Nathan had come to her aid, only to find