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

his cheek, helicate fingers against e. It was a tender moment between

warm, bringing him

her hand with his and gazed at her

You’ve been so busy lately. You must be exhausted.”

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

and concern.

led her to the dining

toiled until the early hours. When he returned to their room,

Suzanne arrived at the ICU ward of the hospital. After spending some time with Liam and

that the ring could awaken Liam’s

coat suddenly blocked her path. When she

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

“ex-girlfriend”

ause, her heart

beat and a sense of panic creeping

Yet, Oliver claimed she was, even recalling her proficiency in

her identity and understood her well. The