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.

back then,” she suggested, her embarrassment evident

called out to her. Startled, Suzanne turned back to him

Nathan peered into Suzanne’s eyes with a

nearer, closing the distance

her rosy lips, he leaned in to capture them in a

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as she realized they stood in the public greenhouse frequented by Florence. The thought of

Let’s go back,” Suzanne urged, pushing Nathan. away and breaking free from his embrace. After gathering her composure, she turned on her heels and fled in embarrassment.

departure, a wave of sadness and emptiness washed over him. He couldn’t shake the feeling that Suzanne’s

and returned to the house. Stepping into the living room, she found Sally engaged in conversation

Sally stood up and asked pretentiously,” There

Sally ignited new fury within Suzanne. When she remembered Sally’s attempts to sabotage her relationship with Nathan, her anger boiled over. She had tolerated Sally’s antics in past,

cold demeanor, Suzanne addressed her sternly, “Stop stealing my husband’s phone to send me deceitful messages claiming his affection for you, Ms. Hoffins. It’s contemptible to sow discord between a husband and

to feign innocence. “I don’t understand what you’re talking about. There must be

hearing Suzanne’s accusation.