The Wrong Woman

Chapter 243

As Donald exited the study, Nathan rose to his feet.

“Kind souls wield knives for self-defense, while bandits brandish them for global plunder,” Donald mused as he strolled away.

“General Morrison, I truly hope I would be able to witness Norvanial develop an unbeatable defense weapon, to shield our country from further humiliation. I’ve high hopes for you.” Donald expressed his heartfelt wish.

As Nathan escorted Donald out of Morrison Residence, he felt a pang of discomfort. Suzanne anxiously awaited at the dining table, her spirits stretched thin.

Upon Nathan’s return, Suzanne hurried over, her concern evident. Nate, did Mr. President give you a hard time? Did he scold you? Is he going to punish you?”

Though Nathan’s expression was grim, he managed a faint smile as he gently caressed her long hair. “No, everything’s fine. Don’t worry.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” Nathan affirmed.

Suzanne re

his h

to touch his cheek, helicate fingers against e. It

bringing him

cover her hand with his and gazed

darling. You’ve been so busy lately. You must

I can’t share with you. Thank you for

gently, her eyes filled with love and concern. “Dinner has been reheated three times. Let’s go

nodded and led her to

early hours. When he returned to their room, Suzanne had already fallen

hospital. After spending some time with Liam and consulting

against the idea of bringing the ring into the ward. But Suzanne insisted that the ring could awaken Liam’s

suddenly blocked her path. When she saw his

flashed a seductive smile, his dark eyes deep and enigmatic. Adjusting his glasses, he spoke softly, “What a coincidence, my dear

“ex-girlfriend”

ause, her heart

sense of

she was, even

her