The Wrong Woman

Chapter 181

Nathan searched every possible place Suzanne could be in.

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Shovale, her mother’s house, her rented place–there wasn’t a hint of her presence. She had disappeared without

a trace.

It’d only been a day, but he’d grown a lot wearier. The heart -wrenching pain he felt when he first left the country ten years ago had resurfaced with even greater intensity.

At noon, an uninvited guest appeared at the Morrison Residence. A female lawyer had come as Suzanne’s representative to settle matters regarding the divorce.

In the study, the sun outside shone bright, and the room was airy. However, the atmosphere inside was depressing and suffocating.

The lawyer, Lana Scott, placed a bank card and the divorce settlement agreement in front of him. “My client has already signed her name on the agreement. This bank card is yours, Mr. Morrison. She’ll pay back the money she’d spent in installments.”

Nathan’s expression was cold as he stared grimly at the document on the table. At the moment, his heart felt like it was being torn apart. It was agonizing to even breathe.

Suzanne had promised to let him know if anything upset.

her, and she wouldn’t resort to divorce so easily. Was she going back on her word so soon?

that badly to

uncomfortably. He then lifted his eyes

I want to see

detached.

sorry, Mr. Morrison, Ms. York doesn’t want

and the paperwork is all settled, she’ll see you naturally when

his lips curved up before he proceeded to pick up the document. He then ripped it in

Flabbergasted, Lana froze.

paper into the bin and

talk to me directly if she wants

“If you refuse to

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and he clenched his fist slightly. The air around him felt dangerous, and the

politely at him to bid goodbye and turned to leave.

deep voice rag out from behind her. “There’s not a single person I can’t find in

Norvania.”

Upon finding out the opposite party was Nathan Morrison when she

she left the residence, forcing herself to stay

she called and informed Suzanne of the failed discussion, as well as the agreement being torn

against the sofa. She felt worn