The Wrong Woman

Chapter 5

The air around Nathan buzzed with danger. “Are you threatening me?”

Suzanne struggled to breathe, overwhelmed by his dominance. “Please don’t force me to do something I don’t want to.”

Nathan narrowed his eyes at her.

Her flawless, charming face reminded him of what Sally had looked like as a child.

In a daze, he gave her a meaningful smile. “I admit you’ve done a great job at making your face look like hers as a child. No wonder Grandma likes you so much.”

Hers as a child?

Suzanne wondered who he was referring to.

While she was distracted, Nathan calmly replied, “Alright, I agree.”

With that, he turned around and left with Cole.

Suzanne was dumbfounded by his reply. She didn’t understand what Nathan had agreed to.

Had he agreed to the divorce or to live together as husband and wife?

…

Night fell, and a gentle breeze swept through the room.

Suzanne’s room. After she finished eating, Suzanne found a book on military strategies and kept herself entertained until late at

decided to take a shower. When she finished half an hour later, she realized that she had no clean clothes to change into.

along the bathroom window

sight in front of her,

chiseled body. The faint scars on his

sudden sight and didn’t know how

visibly flushed cheeks and innocent eyes

on her exposed shoulders before

Despite her numerous cosmetic procedures, her figure

his eyes, Nathan cleared his throat and fetched a set of casual sportswear from his closet before walking

he reached her side, he stuffed

immediately clutched the

actions until she heard his command. “Put

bathroom. “What are you doing in my room,

he retorted, “Who was the one who

She was.

a divorce, not suffer through a loveless marriage with a

bathroom and closed the door, Suzanne exhaled deeply, as if she were releasing

a hand over her pounding heart before touching her flushed face

from the bathroom

stood up nervously. “Mr. Morrison, can

three years, her rationality told her

out another blanket before walking over to

clenched at the hem of her shirt as she stared at him with teary eyes. Softly,

lay on one side of the bed, closing his eyes. “Not for

nervous, Suzanne replied, “Then, you better act the part.”

Nathan agreed without

answer. It left her feeling restless as

blanket and pillow and