The Wrong Woman

Chapter 147

Tears welled up in Suzanne’s eyes as she felt inexplicably touched.

Despite the possibility of her being misled, Nathan’s words made

Suzanne feel warm and fuzzy inside,

However, it was still a fact that Nathan did move out of their bedroom

last night. He was genuinely being cold and distant toward her. Suzanne couldn’t help feeling confused by his actions.

This man really knew how to play with one’s feelings, alternating between hot and cold.

Suzanne withdrew her hand slowly and shook her head. “I’m not going anywhere. I choose to stay here.”

Nathan’s gaze was fixed on Suzanne as he pointed at Lindsey’s ugly expression. “It’s tough to live with a shrew like her. Either your p to her level, or she would trample you under her feet.”

Lindsey stood up with her hands on her hips. She repriman

angrily, “You brat, how dare you call me a shrew?”

Nathan only had eyes for Suzanne. He didn’t respond to Lindsey even ignored everyone else.

Pursing her lips, Suzanne finally smiled as she looked confidently int Nathan’s worried eyes. “Don’t worry. I can be as shrewish as her, or even more so.”

his brow. In that instant, he couldn’t comprehend the meaning behind Suzanne’s words.

said, “Sir, many reporters have gathered outside, as

Layla stood up as she couldn’t wait to

public. “Edgar, please

hall in the side wing. Once Ms. Inkwell arrives, we will go

to

to Lindsey.

hand?” he asked in a low

turned to Gary and complained in a timid tone, “Gary, look at your son!

and can’t distinguish right from wrong!”

look at what you’ve to Suzanne? She is still Nate’s wife, after all. How could you

outsiders to our home to humiliate her? As an elder in th family, you have gone too far!”

spoke up, “But Lindsey is only doing this for

out of this Aunt Lindsey is only trying to help Nate and the family

were definitely ready to add insult to injury and kick her while she was

remained neutral. They didn’t dare to say a word. At this juncture,

sidelines, and

again. “Sir, I have escorted the guests to the side wing. Ms.

himself stuck in between his youngest daughter-in-law

as she walked up to Suzanne and taunted, You can’t escape now. Today, you must apologize to Ms. Inkwell and beg for her forgiveness. Otherwise, she will file a lawsuit against you. Just wait

I might plead leniency for your sake. You need to admit that

the five million dollars you’ve earned from paintings and publicly apologize to the media. Maybe Ms. might forgive you and spare you from going to