The Wrong Woman

Chapter 48

On the way back, Nathan asked, “Do you want to return to Sudvilla or the place you’ve been living in?”

Suzanne’s apartment was closer to the place where she set up her flower stall. Besides, Sudvilla was now considered Sally’s home, so

she didn’t want to return to that place.

“Let’s go to my place.”

15 minutes later, Nathan stopped the car outside an old and rundown apartment block. Suzanne got out of the car and led him inside.

It was already nighttime. The corridors were incredibly narrow and dark. Suzanne pulled out her phone and toggled on her flashlight so that she could light the way ahead.

ts tend to go out once in a while,” she explained

“The corridor lights tend to

awkwardly.

Nathan felt that the apartment was a pretty bad place to live in.

Once Suzanne unlocked her apartment door, she walked in and flicked on the lights. Then, she stood by the door so that she could

invite Nathan inside.

Nathan strode into the apartment, which seemed to be around 300 square feet at first glance. Still, he felt that it looked clean and cozy.

After Suzanne closed the door behind her and turned to look at him,

Nathan giving her the bouquet

is for

was devoid of any emotions. No one knew why he decided

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gesture, Suzanna could only stare at the zinnias dumbfoundedly.

for Sally. The sudden surprise shocked her

in response “Do you not

heating up at his question. A similar

she replied happily, “I love them! Thank you

of flower she liked in the past.

before rushing into the kitchen hurriedly. There, she dug

spent a moment scanning the apartment before moving to sit on

an instant. So, he picked up a random book and flipped through it. The words printed on the pages were

and Sunterlish. Was she really able to read a

later. First, she placed the vase of zinnias on the nightstand next to her bed. Then, she poured Nathan a glass of water.

noticed her walking over to him with the filled

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glance at the book. It’s

Nathan. “You understand their language?”

was also confused as to why I could understand the language, so I borrowed

attention to the coffee table in front of him. It was then that her knee bumped into one of the coffee table’s edges, causing pain to shoot

up her face in pain while tumbling forward. with the glass

of them could have expected the accident to occur. As a result, Suzanne plopped onto Nathan’s crotch. She ended up spilling water all over his inner thighs. Coincidentally, she

clambered up to her feet, her che now

her feet so fast that she felt like cryin