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

me and asked me to come yesterday, Nate. I didn’t expect you to be injured. I’m really worried.” “I’m

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and upset, Nate,” she

couldn’t stop the tears from flowing down her face. They dampened her cheeks and dripped down

felt like it was being sliced open. The

gotten nothing but endless suffering.

the side, and the

an audible smack.

her chest felt too

hollow shell. Tears blurred her vision as she

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

hand away. He was just about to say something when he heard a vague

Sally offered.

lonely figure at the nd of the hallway. Her gaze fixated on the book by the

a shallow smile, “It was a

a

at him seductively.