The Wrong Woman

Chapter 4

Nathan’s gaze was frosty and calm. “What do you mean?”

Suzanne bravely met his eyes. “Let’s get divorced.”

She had been in love with him for three years. All she had wanted was a pure relationship. Now that their marriage had been tainted, she refused to keep things going like this.

Nathan’s expression turned grim.

Behind him, Cole spoke up, displeased. “Suzanne York. 25 years old. From Phoenicia of Norvania. Has an alcoholic father prone to domestic violence and a mother and brother who are gamblers buried in debt.”

Suzanne shot Cole an astonished look.

Unconcerned, Cole continued, “You dropped out in ninth grade and were scammed by men online before working as an escort in a karaoke bar.

20 years old, you married an 80-year-old man and became a widow less than two years

have achieved nothing since then. You

also had 15 cosmetic procedures, three STD treatments, and 32 boyfriends, up to five at once, along with countless other

close to Mrs. Morrison on purpose. Then, you did everything you could to marry into her wealthy family

trickled down Suzanne’s back as she listened to her disgusting past.

She was shocked.

history, Cole taunted, “General Morrison is already God’s gift to a person like you. How are you shameless enough to bring up divorce?”

like her clothes had been stripped away, leaving her with nothing but shame. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms

only agreed to this marriage to satisfy his grandmother. It meant nothing to

my memory three years ago. I’ve heard bits about my past, but I really can’t

I’m sorry you were forced

of being your wife, so let’s get a

Suzanne. His imposing demeanor nearly suffocated her. Feeling nervous,

know when I want

did that make her?

toy to please his grandmother?

was before, but the current me won’t settle for a loveless marriage, much less sacrifice my dignity for

dare you bring up your