The Wrong Woman

Chapter 209

Suzanne’s steps were light as she headed to his hospital room, holding a novel she really liked.

“What should I say when I see him later?” she wondered. “Should I talk about the book or his condition? What excuse can I use to stay and keep him company?”

While contemplating, she approached the room.

The door was ajar. She was still walking at a relatively quick pace before she abruptly halted as she turned to enter the room.

She was greeted by the sight of a man and woman embracing each other.

She only had a quick glance, but it sent her into a nervous spiral. She stepped back and hid behind the wall.

She clutched the book and pressed it tightly against her chest. Her nose stung, and she couldn’t stop he es from welling up with tears.

Suzanne lifted her head to prevent any tears from escaping, but the aching feeling in her heart made her feel like crying.

That wasn’t an illusion. She clearly saw Sally embracing Nathan.

It had only been one morning. How did she find out that he was njured? She was already here to see him this soon?

voice rang out.

to come yesterday, Nate. I didn’t expect you to be injured. I’m

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and upset, Nate,” she cried. “Do

Suzanne shut her eyes slowly. She couldn’t stop the tears from flowing down her face. They dampened her cheeks and dripped down to her

heart felt like it was being

gotten nothing

to the side,

audible smack.

and her

vision as she walked away while suppressing the urge to

dry. However, no matter how hard she tried to brush. away the tears on her cheeks, she couldn’t stop the endless flow

He was just about to say

Sally offered.

Suzanne’s dejected, lonely figure at the nd of the hallway. Her gaze fixated on the book by the door, and her

and said with a shallow

man gave her a brief

at