The Wrong Woman

Chapter 239

Suzanne was having breakfast in the living room. She was scrolling through her phone to catch up on the news about yesterday’s failed missile launch that landed on the Muzat border.

Norvania had been roundly condemned, with reports from Muzat and other international news agencies claiming hundreds of deaths. They demanded the highest compensation and apologies.

According to Norvania, the missile had strayed off course and accidentally hit a major drug den along the Muzat border. Tons of drugs and hundreds of drug lords were wiped out in the blast.

Suzanne grew increasingly worried as she read on.

Although the world leaders knew that Norvania’s missile had destroyed a drug den, they seemed to turn a blind eye. Instead, they were intent on stirring up tension and trouble.

Just then, the voice of the housekeeper broke in, “Mr. Morrison, good morning.”

nne snapped out of her thoughts & hurried into the foyer.

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she glanced nervously at Nathan, who was still as dsome and imposing as

Suzanne called his name softly. Tears welled up in her eyes. She felt an overwhelming sense

over to her in his slippers and hugged her silently. Suzanne was held tightly

arms around his waist and whispered, “You look

head on her shoulder

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you want some

tighter. He closed his. eyes and savored the

began, but Nathan’s charming, husky voice cut her off, “I just want to hold you. Let me recharge.”

strength and comfort in hugging

him back to the

only been up for less than an hour before Nathan had her back

he hadn’t had any proper rest in the last

silently watching his handsome face. She tried not to disturb him in any way. She even resisted the urge to smooth the furrow