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

how she did it and silently started helping. The peaceful, sweet-smelling atmosphere made time slip

way.

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

a neat and precise formation, almost like his

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holding back laughter, Nathan’s mood

would surely appreciate it knowing you did it.”

think

it

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

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

up at the sky, he noticed the stars were

hanging out

stepped into the room. She shut-

quietly

look at

but even from a distance, they could read each other’s faces. Nathan picked

gap. Suzanne’s

about your aunt’s return tomorrow. Do you want to head back to Sudvilla like Taylor and the rest to

afraid of