The Wrong Woman

Chapter 159

“We can hold hands and head upstairs together,” Suzanne shyly suggested. Her intention was to piss Sally off by appearing intimately close to Nathan.

“You want us to hold hands?” Nathan questioned, arching an eyebrow.

Realizing he might not be on board, Suzanne awkwardly explained, “I just want Sally to see that she doesn’t stand a chance and hopefully back off.”

To her surprise, Nathan suddenly leaned in and whispered in her ear,” Simply holding hands won’t be enough.”

Caught off guard, Suzanne was stunned when Nathan pressed his lips softly against hers. The onlookers were astounded, inwardly questioning if that was the same serious and aloof Nathan they knew.

Before anyone could collect their thoughts, Nathan lifted her feet. Startled, Suzanne instinctively encircled her arm neck and nestled her head against his chest.

Although Suzanne had initiated the idea of appearing intimat provoke Sally, she couldn’t quell her fluttering heart at Nathan’s unexpected gesture.

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the onlookers, Nathan carried Suzan

with anger, yet no one bothered to offer her words

Wendy murmured with doubt, “Do

beauty, talent, and kindness. Even the most

smitten,” Taylor

devoted. How could he change his

“Interestingly, Suzanne resembles bears a striking resemblance to a younger Sally. Her gentle

asked, “What did Sally look like when

through his gallery before showing Wendy a photo. As Wendy

Morrison brothers with a young Sally. In the image, Sally appeared as a

god. She really does look like Suzanne, especially in her and smile! It seems Nathan has had a type since his youth,”

sudden, Taylor blurted out, “Could it

smacked him on the head and scolded, “What the hell were you thinking? The Hoffins watched Sally grow up. You think they wouldn’t recognize their