The Wrong Woman

Chapter 183

“Let’s talk.” Nathan’s tone was soft, and l. aze was laced with gentleness.

Suzanne lowered her head. “My lawyer already informed you clearly. There’s nothing to talk about between us,” she replied.

His fist tightened, and his voice hardened slightly. “You promised me,” he said. “You said you wouldn’t threaten to divorce again.‘

She lifted her head and looked at him before replying

angrily, “You also promised me you’d cut ties with Sally

Hoffis.”

“I haven’t been in contact with her at all,” he clarified

firmly.

Upset, she clenched her fists. Her eyes instantly welled up with tears. So, he was still so in love with her despite no longer being in contact?

Nathan was all she could think about when she was on the brink of death. Yet, this man chose to save his unattainable crush, who could swim, and abandoned her.

It pained her every time she recalled the memory.

Without Oliver, I’d be your dead wife by now,” she choked

out.

grew panicked. “Without Oliver,

smile on her face. She then said coldly, “Thank you, but Sally knows how to

swim,”

dare take another step.

chance to explain, Suzy.” He was almost begging at this

an explanation do? It wouldn’t change a thing. He’d hurt her over and

Hoffis.

the water, but you can’t make

an outcome.

Suzanne York to begin with. Even if they insisted on continuing this marriage, it would

void once her true

to

voice was strained as

tear–filled eyes.

at him with

so constricted it hurt. Upon seeing how adamant Suzanne was with the divorce, his eyes reddened as he growled, “I won’t agree to the divorce.”

in mild fury, “Don’t push it, Nathan Morrison. We’re married on paper,

want to, I’d

to the floor. Her arms stiffened, and her hands

repeating those words,

leaving her mouth. Her shoulders were shaking as well. Her heart felt

much. A woman he had

20 years constantly hovering around them–it’d