The Wrong Woman

Chapter 140

Feeling flustered under Nathan’s gaze, Suzanne nervously offered, ” Would you like to have some too?”

Nathan shook his head in silence. Conflicted, Suzanne bit her lip and glanced downward.

Summoning courage after taking a deep breath, she tasted a piece of diced steak, finding it savory and delicious. She then earnestly

enjoyed the steamed egg custard and salad.

Gradually, she marveled at Nathan’s culinary skills, wondering if there was anything he couldn’t do.

Midway through her meal, Nathan’s voice broke the silence. “You’re not willing to share a room with me tonight?”

Suzanne froze, her heart racing as she chewed on her steak. She caught off guard, unsure how to respond. The idea of sleeping separately hadn’t even crossed her mind.

She had secluded herself all day, grappling with the uncertainty of facing Nathan. She never anticipated him to broach the subject so directly, showing no signs of embarrassment or remorse.

Nathan’s lips curled up slightly as he observed her tense expression, forming a bitter smile. “I’ll move to the guest room,” he said quietly.

she blurted out,

his brow, looking at

night. The thought terrified her. She couldn’t bear the

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a hint of delight, Nathan

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a voice barely above a whisper,

spoke, her heart pounded with embarrassment

awkwardness.

hand instinctively clenched into a fist, and a fleeting hint of sadness passed through his eyes. Suzanne’s straightforward

a word, he hummed

at ease.

moment.

dining table, ding toward

she had said something wrong, Suzanne couldn the feeling that Nathan

no need to c fiercely to her virginity. If Nathan accepted her past, she wished build beautiful memories with him in their

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