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

fingers against e. It was a tender

warm, bringing him

hand with his and gazed at her

distressed. “You look so tired, darling. You’ve been so

things I can’t share with you. Thank you for not

concern. “Dinner

led her to the dining

until the early hours. When he returned to their room, Suzanne had already fallen asleep in

time with Liam and consulting with the doctors about his condition, she handed over her ring to

But Suzanne insisted that the ring could awaken Liam’s will to survive, hence the doctor had no choice

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

eyes deep and enigmatic. Adjusting his glasses, he

of “ex-girlfriend” made Suzann

ause, her heart

beat and a sense of panic creeping

claimed she was, even recalling her proficiency in eight languages.

Oliver already knew her. Pondering over it, Oliver was aware of her identity and understood her