The Wrong Woman

Chapter 103

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

started helping. The peaceful, sweet-smelling atmosphere made time slip by in a

way.

that Nathan had arranged himself. She couldn’t

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

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Nathan’s mood lifted. “Is it

“Your mom would surely appreciate it knowing you

you think it’s

it looks

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

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

noticed the stars were clearly visible

creaked there. Nathan, hanging out on

and Suzanne stepped into the room. She

quietly

look at her..

from a distance, they could read each other’s faces. Nathan picked up on Suzanne’s

balcony and closed the gap.

tomorrow. Do you

afraid of her?”