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

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

way.

spotted a vase of flowers that Nathan had arranged himself. She couldn’t help but grin.

formation, almost like his soldiers’

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her holding back laughter, Nathan’s

task. “Your mom would surely appreciate it

you think it’s good?”

nodded. “Yeah, it looks nice.”

and realized she was even lovelier than the flowers. It struck him, for the first time, that flower arranging

in a relaxed grey

noticed the stars were clearly visible from where he stood.

hanging out on the

into the room. She

door quietly

look

but even from a distance, they could read each other’s

balcony and closed the gap.

aunt’s return tomorrow. Do you want to

of her?”