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 to be sentimental.

Morrison Residence, and she couldn’t possibly ask Nathan to set

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

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faint smile.

and he couldn’t help but reach out and

her hair.

of intimacy in his gesture, blushing slightly. Then, she added, “But, can you

Nathan paused.

and dislikes me now, I don’t think she’s

his brows. “Who told you that Layla liked me?”

“Wendy.”

“And you believed

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

fell silent. He sat still while deep in thought, his profound

a

him and noticed he once again wore a stern and intimidating expression, approach

it difficult for anyone

agit his

infatuated with you, didn’t you ever suspect her?”

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