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

did it and silently started helping. The peaceful, sweet-smelling atmosphere made time slip by in a soothing

way.

flowers that Nathan had arranged himself. She couldn’t help but grin.

vase, a bunch of deep red roses stood in a neat and precise formation, almost like his soldiers’ disciplined arrangement.

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her holding back laughter, Nathan’s mood lifted.

task. “Your mom would surely appreciate it knowing you

you think it’s good?”

“Yeah, it looks nice.”

flowers. It struck him, for the first

after dinner and had a shower. Dressed in a relaxed grey outfit, he stood on the balcony with

the stars were clearly visible from where

creaked there. Nathan, hanging out on the balcony

Suzanne stepped into the room.

quietly

look at

was big, but even from a distance, they could read each

the balcony and closed the gap. Suzanne’s heart sped

“I heard everyone’s nervous about your aunt’s return tomorrow. Do you want to head back to Sudvilla like Taylor and the rest to avoid

of her?” Nathan asked.