The Wrong Woman

Chapter 202

Suzanne nodded with a serious expression and committed the doctor’s

words to memory.

After cleaning up and leaving some further instructions, he left the room.

Suzanne stood frozen in place while she scanned his injuries, her heart breaking. Her expression looked grim. She hadn’t said anything since she entered the room and only looked extremely guilt–ridden.

Upon noticing this, Nathan reassured her, “Don’t worry, I’ve gotten injured more than I can keep count.

This is child’s play.”

The way he brushed it off only made her heart ache more. His previous injury was a bullet that almost grazed his heart. How could he be so relaxed when one small mishap could cost him his life?

This time, he was covered in cuts. She couldn’t possibly imagine how much danger he’d been through all these years.

He frowned, his heart clenched at the sight of her looking upset. “Why can’t you stop your tears? Are you worried about me?” he asked.

She

nediately turned her back to him and hastily wiped away her tears.

read too much into it. After all, how could she be concerned about him when she was so adamant about

wounds on his body. All she felt for him was most likely nothing more than pity

her tears, Suzanne calmed herself and approached him again. She picked up the hospital gown on the bed and said with a slight sob, “Put this on. You’ll catch

intensely while

contact with him. Under his stare, her cheeks

happen to see

I didn’t,” he replied in a

about the

“I found them.”

at the response. The hands on his buttons stilled as she lifted her

you can send troops

as it involves politics of

political matters, Suzanne didn’t question any

left the family five years ago. How do

He thought I was someone else.” She did the last of his buttons and sat on the chair

frowned. “What do you mean he thought you were

“He thought I was Sally Hoffis,” she explained. “After I ran into him, he protected me from the drug traffickers.

Liam weren’t the only ones