The Wrong Woman

chapter 228

Nathan walked up to Suzanne, gently taking her hand. “Move out with me, okay?”

Suzanne nodded repeatedly. Yes, of course she would. This house and the family members… She couldn’t help but feel frightened at the thought of who might be the spy.

“Go upstairs and pack your things,” Nathan said softly.

“Okay,” Suzanne replied before rushing upstairs.

Everyone sat in the living room with grim expressions, while the air was heavy with tension.

Nathan picked up Suzzane’s suitcase. After bidding farewell to everyone, they left the Morrison Residence.

Once they were in the car, Suzanne asked curiously, “Where are we going?”

Nathan leaned back in his seat, his gaze tender as he looked at her startled face. He asked cautiously, “Sudvilla. Is that alright?”

Sudvilla?

There had always been a knot in Suzanne’s heart regarding that place. After all, it was the home Nathan had custom-built for Sally, tailored.

her tastes in both decoration and style.

for her

and she couldn’t possibly ask Nathan to set up a new home if she refused to stay in

alright. I have no problem with that,” Suzanne answered with a

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faint smile.

couldn’t help

her hair.

slightly. Then, she added, “But, can you also have the search

Nathan paused.

you and dislikes me now, I don’t

his brows. “Who told you that Layla liked

“Wendy.”

“And

myself. She does like you, which is why she’s so hostile toward me,” Suzanne said convincingly.

He sat still while deep in thought, his profound dark eyes gazing

a

once again

it difficult for anyone

breath, she leaned closer to him, pressing her body. agit his arm

with you, didn’t you

her soft chest pressed against him, his body tensed ntly. He looked down, eyes fixed on her chest.