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

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

warm, bringing

hand with his and gazed

You’ve been so busy lately.

there are things I can’t share with you. Thank you for not prying,”

concern. “Dinner has been reheated

led her to the dining

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

ward of the hospital. After spending some time with Liam and

the ward. But Suzanne insisted that the ring could awaken Liam’s will

Suzanne prepared to leave, a male doctor in a white coat suddenly blocked her path.

deep and enigmatic. Adjusting his glasses, he spoke softly, “What

“ex-girlfriend” made

ause, her heart

and a sense of panic

Suzanne at all. Yet, Oliver claimed she was, even

aware of her identity and understood her