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

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

way.

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

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

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Nathan’s

her task. “Your mom would surely

think

it

the flowers. It struck him, for the first time, that flower

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

the sky, he noticed the stars were clearly visible from

creaked there. Nathan, hanging out on

Suzanne stepped into

quietly

look at her..

distance, they could read each other’s faces. Nathan picked up

from the balcony and closed the gap. Suzanne’s heart sped up the closer he

your aunt’s return tomorrow. Do you

of her?”