The Wrong Woman

Chapter 102

Nathan froze in place when he heard the question. After a short

pause, he answered calmly, “It just seems like a good way to keep your tears at bay.”

Out of the blue, a soft voice interrupted their moment. “Did you finish setting up my flowers?”

Suzanne rushed back to her spot, grabbed her tools, and began

trimming. “Almost done, Florence.”

Florence walked in and saw that none of the flowers were arranged. Some empty vases still sat on the floor, waiting to be taken care of.

Confused, she glanced at Nathan. “Nate, didn’t you mention coming

over to-”

“Mom, go home and rest. We’ll handle it here,” Nathan spoke in a louder voice, trying to drown out whatever she was going to say.

He swiftly put his arm around Florence’s shoulders and guided her away. After seeing Florence off, he returned to find Suzanne focused on trimming the flowers.

Nathan grabbed a pair of scissors and took a seat across from

silently started helping. The peaceful, sweet-smelling atmosphere made time

way.

a vase of flowers that Nathan had arranged himself.

deep red roses stood in a neat and precise formation, almost like his soldiers’ disciplined arrangement. Suzanne found amusement in Nathan’s sense

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back laughter, Nathan’s mood lifted. “Is it

mom would surely appreciate it knowing

think it’s good?”

it looks nice.”

was even lovelier than the flowers. It struck him, for the first time, that flower arranging wasn’t a boring or

Nathan headed back to his room after dinner and had a shower. Dressed in a

the sky, he noticed the stars were clearly visible

there. Nathan, hanging out

Suzanne stepped into the

door quietly

to look

a distance, they could read

the gap. Suzanne’s heart sped up

about your aunt’s return tomorrow. Do you want to head back to Sudvilla like Taylor and the rest

of her?” Nathan