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

against e. It was a tender moment

warm, bringing him

help but cover her hand with

“You look so tired, darling. You’ve been so busy lately. You must be

I can’t share with you. Thank you for not prying,” Nathan

gently, her eyes filled with love and concern. “Dinner has

nodded and led her to

he returned to their room, Suzanne had already

time with Liam and consulting with the doctors about

the ring into the ward. But Suzanne insisted that the ring

to leave, a male doctor in a white coat suddenly blocked her path. When she

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

“ex-girlfriend” made

ause, her heart

beat and a sense of

Suzanne at all. Yet, Oliver claimed she was, even recalling her proficiency

memory, Oliver already knew her. Pondering over it, Oliver was aware of her identity and understood her well. The crucial. point was that Oliver was a surgeon.