The Wrong Woman

Chapter 157

Suzanne finally regained her composure as she met Nathan’s earnest gaze. His touch brought a soothing warmth to her cheeks.

“Were we pitted against each other?” she asked sheepishly.

When Nathan affirmed with a nod, Suzanne attempted to pursue further. Yet, she found herself stumbling over her words.

With a deep sigh, Nathan stated sternly, “Next time you’re upset, don’t jump straight to divorce. Talk to me about it, alright?”

Suzanne stared at him with tearful eyes and nodded obediently. Seeing that, Nathan felt a wave of relief wash over him as his fingers hesitatingly trailed down her delicate face.

An uneasy silence then settled between them. Suzanne fidgeted, her gaze shifting nervously until it settled on Nathan’s shoulder.

“Is your wound alright?” she asked with concern, oblivious to

Nathan’s intense stare fixed on her rosy lips.

When Nathan hummed in response, Suzanne breathed a sigh of relief

at his reassurance.

embarrassment evident as she struggled to find her footing.

to leave, Nathan seized her arm and called out to her. Startled, Suzanne turned back to him in confusion.

ambiance of the greenhouse, Nathan peered into Suzanne’s eyes with a

closing the

leaned in to

13:

Suzanne trembled with anxiety as she realized they stood in the public greenhouse frequented by Florence. The

free from his embrace. After gathering her

Nathan watched her hurried departure, a wave of sadness and emptiness washed over

garden and returned to the house. Stepping into the living room, she found

stood up and asked pretentiously,” There you are Suzanne. Have you

her relationship with Nathan, her anger boiled

Suzanne addressed her sternly, “Stop stealing my husband’s phone to send me deceitful messages claiming his affection for you, Ms. Hoffins. It’s

feign innocence. “I don’t understand what you’re talking

Morrisons exchanged surprised glances upon hearing Suzanne’s accusation. Only Layla remained defiant, her sneer