The Wrong Woman

Chapter 157

Suzanne finally regained her composure as she met Nathan’s earnest gaze. His touch brought a soothing warmth to her cheeks.

“Were we pitted against each other?” she asked sheepishly.

When Nathan affirmed with a nod, Suzanne attempted to pursue further. Yet, she found herself stumbling over her words.

With a deep sigh, Nathan stated sternly, “Next time you’re upset, don’t jump straight to divorce. Talk to me about it, alright?”

Suzanne stared at him with tearful eyes and nodded obediently. Seeing that, Nathan felt a wave of relief wash over him as his fingers hesitatingly trailed down her delicate face.

An uneasy silence then settled between them. Suzanne fidgeted, her gaze shifting nervously until it settled on Nathan’s shoulder.

“Is your wound alright?” she asked with concern, oblivious to

on her rosy

hummed in response, Suzanne breathed a sigh

at his reassurance.

head back then,” she suggested, her embarrassment evident as she struggled

turned to leave, Nathan seized her arm and called out to her. Startled, Suzanne turned back to him in confusion.

Suzanne’s eyes with a fervent intensity as

drew Suzanne nearer, closing the distance between

to capture them in a

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anxiety as she realized they stood in the public greenhouse frequented by Florence. The thought of her

it off, Nathan. Let’s go back,” Suzanne urged, pushing Nathan. away and breaking free from his embrace. After gathering her composure, she turned on

of sadness and emptiness washed over him. He couldn’t shake the feeling

back garden and returned to the house. Stepping into the living room, she found Sally engaged in conversation with the

pretentiously,” There you are

new fury within Suzanne. When she remembered Sally’s attempts to sabotage her relationship with Nathan, her