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.

“Without Oliver,

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

to swim,” he replied. “I don’t know when she got over her phobia and even picked

“Don’t you dare

chance to explain, Suzy.” He was

thing.

Hoffis.

matter anymore. You could take a horse to the water,

an outcome.

with. Even if they insisted on

her true identity was

to take this to court, Nathan.

voice was strained as she st

tear–filled eyes.

at him with

adamant Suzanne was with the

the rage she felt. She tightened her fists and warned him in mild fury, “Don’t push it, Nathan Morrison.

you want to, I’d do

and her tears fell to the floor. Her arms stiffened, and her hands clenched tightly into trembling

those words, “I don’t want

shaking as well. Her

Sally so much. A woman he had

constantly hovering