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.

as soon as you called me and asked me to come yesterday, Nate. I didn’t expect you to be injured. I’m really

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so sad and upset, Nate,” she cried. “Do the injuries

tears from flowing down her face. They dampened her cheeks and dripped down to her

from her body, and her heart felt like it was being sliced open. The pain was

had gotten

to the side,

audible smack.

and her chest felt too congested to breathe.

like a hollow shell. Tears blurred her vision as

hard she tried to brush. away the tears on her cheeks, she couldn’t stop the endless flow of droplets

room, Nathan pushed Sally’s hand away. He was just about to say something when he heard a vague noise

Sally

dejected, lonely figure at the nd of the hallway. Her gaze

shallow smile, “It

her a

blinked, staring at