The Wrong Woman

Chapter 161

Nervously, Suzanne halted Nathan’s hand and fumbled with the buttons on her shirt. “I don’t think we should go on.”

Confusion filled Nathan’s expression as he gazed at Suzanne. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she couldn’t meet his eyes. The air was tense with uncertainty.

Suzanne considered it-a regular guy might not be into someone who had dealt with a sexually transmitted infection three times.

She weighed the possibilities: he either loved her intensely or was convinced she was free from any diseases. Considering the slim chance of the former, she leaned toward the latter.

In a gentle tone, Suzanne asked, “Nathan, is there something you’re keeping from me?”

Nathan’s eyes wavered, but he insisted, “No.”

With his capabilities and the careful oversight of his two most trus assistants, Nathan was confident in the accuracy of the DNA resul

Suzanne released a gentle sigh, her mood sinking as she averted her gaze. “I don’t want to continue.”

A chill settled in Nathan’s heart, and his impulsive desires took a back seat. He gingerly distanced himself from her while dealing with his inner struggles and the pain he couldn’t put into words.

breath as he grappled with his emotions. He thought about it for a long

mind.

up and fixed her clothes. Keeping a close eye on Nathan,

could feel his inner turmoil and was sure he

want us to be close?

we should be honest with each other.” Suzanne gently

to share his secret.

utter it. His gaze bore into Suzanne’s,

feet and declared with annoyance, “I don’t want

Nathan hurriedly

vibe around him that made it

you” seemed like an overwhelming task. Nathan feared that once he mustered the courage to speak those words, Suzanne might respond with, “I don’t love

sense hope. All she wanted was his honesty, and in return, she was ready to trust him and reveal the mystery

truth. Suzanne waited patiently for

your room. I’ll go,” Nathan

behind Nathan and pushed his back firmly

see you.” Even though she spoke in a gentle tone, a touch of annoyance hung in