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

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

way.

and spotted a vase of flowers that Nathan

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

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holding back laughter, Nathan’s

on with her task. “Your mom would

think it’s

“Yeah, it looks nice.”

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

Dressed in a relaxed grey outfit, he stood

sky, he noticed the stars were clearly visible from where he stood.

Nathan, hanging out on the

stepped into the room. She shut-

door quietly and

to look at her..

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

balcony and closed the gap. Suzanne’s

your aunt’s return tomorrow. Do you want to head

you afraid of her?” Nathan asked.