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

she did it and silently started helping. The peaceful, sweet-smelling

way.

that Nathan had arranged himself.

a neat and precise formation, almost like his soldiers’ disciplined arrangement. Suzanne found amusement in Nathan’s sense of style.

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

would surely

think

it

face and realized she was even lovelier than the flowers. It struck him, for the first time, that flower arranging wasn’t a

had a shower. Dressed in a relaxed grey outfit, he stood on the

he noticed the stars were

door creaked there. Nathan, hanging out

stepped into the room.

door quietly and

look at her..

but even from a distance, they could read each

closed the gap. Suzanne’s heart sped

return tomorrow. Do you want to head back to

afraid of her?” Nathan asked.