The Wrong Woman

Chapter 134

Suzanne was taken aback by Oliver’s genuine display of emotion. His tears were a testament to the depth of his feelings.

The emotion must have been intense to move such a composed man like Oliver to tears.

Amidst her astonishment, Suzanne studied Oliver’s subtle

expressions and his heartfelt sentiments, attempting to decipher his innermost thoughts.

Before Suzanne could gather her thoughts, Oliver suddenly pulled her into his embrace and held her tightly.

Startled, Suzanne struggled with all her might and demanded, “Let me go! What are you doing? Let me go!”

Oliver held onto her firmly, his head burying into her shoul voice was hoarse and choked with emotion as he conf you so much. Why are you treating me this way? Why mu cruel, be it before or after you lost your memory?”

With men naturally stronger than women, Suzanne found her unable to break free. The more she struggled, the tighter Olive became, almost suffocating her with his embrace. She felt her shoulders ache with the pressure.

His

love

SO

ceased her struggle, standing still like a puppet. She gritted her teeth

and deeply. Please, give me a chance,” Oliver persisted, declaring his love

within her heart, not even a hint

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don’t love you.”

be with me. I will make you happy. I’ll cherish you for

Oliver lost his

herself, she realized Nathan

ground and brushed off the dust from his clothes with a hint

unpleasant expression. He bore a resemblance to Hades, ablaze with killing intent. The chilling air surrounding him wa terrifying, as if it could freeze

guilty. She felt as if she was a

aze

shifted to Oliver, his tone dripping with sarcasm each word cutting. “Your way of catching up seems rather special. Shall

satisfaction, his tone devoid of respect. “I think that

with tears. She had thought Nathan had come to her