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

and silently started helping. The peaceful, sweet-smelling

way.

flowers that Nathan had arranged himself. She couldn’t

in a neat and precise formation, almost like his

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laughter, Nathan’s

on with her task. “Your mom would surely appreciate it knowing you did

you think it’s

“Yeah, it

she was even lovelier than the flowers. It struck him, for the first time, that

after dinner and had a shower. Dressed in a relaxed grey outfit, he

the stars were clearly visible from where he stood.

door creaked there. Nathan, hanging out on the balcony

stepped into the room. She

quietly

look

could read each

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

a conversation. “I heard everyone’s nervous about your aunt’s return tomorrow. Do you

of her?” Nathan asked.