The Wrong Woman

Chapter 104

Nathan led Suzanne to the dressing table and gestured for her to sit

down.

Meanwhile, he settled on the bed and adopted a serious tone. ”

Suzanne, in situations where we don’t have solid proof, it’s wise to be cautious and skeptical.”

Suzanne was a bit puzzled. Nathan sensed that she might not have encountered much of the real world.

Maybe she had been sheltered from it. Or it could be that amnesia protected her from the harsh realities of human nature.

“I have a hunch you could be a Nightshade spy, but without proof, it’s just a suspicion,” Nathan explained patiently.

“Did the informant you killed lie?” Suzanne asked.

“He wasn’t the one who tried to harm you earlier. I’ve scrutinized the footage extensively. Their body sizes don’t match.

“Also, the vice-captain, who’s usually armed with a gun, wouldn’t resort to a knife for an assassination attempt,” Nathan responded.

Suzanne was taken aback. She hadn’t expected Nathan to delve so deeply into the matter.

“The vice-captain might be getting framed. If he’s with the Nightshade, he would act quickly to eliminate you,” Nathan explained.

I was the spy,”

still a possibility,” Nathan replied.

heart, which had just started to relax, tensed up again at Nathan’s words. She jerked

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she glanced at

her unease and quickly reassured her, “It’s just an occupational habit. I’ve always been a bit suspicious about your past, but I haven’t figured it out

to be a spy before I lost

into Suzanne’s clear eyes. His heart sank as he wondered if he could truly bring himself to end her if her past identity as a spy turned out

into his chest, and he avoided dwelling on the troubling

take a shower and stop overthinking,” Nathan urged.

Suzanne sensed the

response.

“Okay,” Suzanne replied.

her pajamas from the walk-in closet before heading to the

thought, Nathan lay on the bed and

ceiling.

had eased his mind, or perhaps the fatigue from long workdays had caught up with him. He drifted

and came out of the bathroom, she found Nathan already asleep. She approached the

in beside

couldn’t help but watch his peaceful sleeping face. Nathan’s breathing was

and smooth, healthy

to the urge to touch Nathan’s thick eyebrows but stopped just before reaching his brow. Clenching her fist, she