The Wrong Woman

Chapter 156

In despair, Suzanne pleaded, her voice trembling, “I beg you, Nathan. Please, don’t let my last admiration for you crumble into

disillusionment. I can’t take this anymore. I-”

Before she could complete her sentence, Nathan seized her arm and pulled her into a tight embrace. Nestling in his arms, Suzanne tensed up at the sudden intimacy as her heart raced with anxiety.

As he held her delicate frame, Nathan breathed in the scent of her hair, feeling a sense of solace wash over his pain. At that moment, he wished he could keep her close forever.

Drawing near, Nathan whispered into Suzanne’s ear, “You said you married me out of love, and I admit I long to build a life with you. I assure you, I only spoke the truth.

“While I once had feelings for Sally, that’s all in the past. I understand women well, but I wish you could tell me plainly presence upsets you. I can’t bear to hear talk of divorce.”

The mere mention of divorce stabbed at his heart, a deeper a than any physical wound.

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his embrace or found the explanatio she craved, Suzanne found herself unable to hold back her tears. She choked out between sobs, “But

kiss to her hair as he murmured soothingly, “I never did. I never claimed to love her. If I were to describe my relationship with Sally, it would

that, Suzanne clenched her fists in

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said you love her!”

her firmly and

sent me a message confessing your love for her. You even suggested we part

her words, Nathan quickly released Suzanne and took

Leaning in, he gently cradled Suzanne’s

awful. Please don’t cry. Let me see that message,” he

much that I deleted it,”

you asked me to sign the divorce papers?” Nathan asked,

in affirmation, Nathan patiently clarified, “Th day, a household staff at the Hoffis Manor tripped over and

water on me.