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

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

way.

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

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

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back laughter, Nathan’s mood

mom would surely appreciate it knowing you did

think it’s good?”

it looks nice.”

even lovelier than the flowers. It struck him,

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

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

there. Nathan, hanging out on

into the room. She

door quietly

to look

distance, they could read each other’s

the balcony and closed the gap. Suzanne’s heart sped

jumped into a conversation. “I heard everyone’s nervous about your aunt’s return tomorrow. Do you want to head back to Sudvilla like

you afraid of