The Wrong Woman

Chapter 183

“Let’s talk.” Nathan’s tone was soft, and l. aze was laced with gentleness.

Suzanne lowered her head. “My lawyer already informed you clearly. There’s nothing to talk about between us,” she replied.

His fist tightened, and his voice hardened slightly. “You promised me,” he said. “You said you wouldn’t threaten to divorce again.‘

She lifted her head and looked at him before replying

angrily, “You also promised me you’d cut ties with Sally

Hoffis.”

“I haven’t been in contact with her at all,” he clarified

firmly.

Upset, she clenched her fists. Her eyes instantly welled up with tears. So, he was still so in love with her despite no longer being in contact?

Nathan was all she could think about when she was on the brink of death. Yet, this man chose to save his unattainable crush, who could swim, and abandoned her.

It pained her every time she recalled the memory.

Without Oliver, I’d be your dead wife by now,” she choked

out.

Oliver, I’d save

smile on her face. She then said coldly, “Thank you, but Sally knows how to swim. How concerned

heavy heart. “She used to be aquaphobic and didn’t know how to swim,” he replied. “I don’t know when she got

while furiously declaring, “Don’t you dare take another step. Stay

explain, Suzy.” He

wouldn’t change a thing. He’d

Hoffis.

matter anymore. You could take a horse to the water, but you can’t make it drink. She didn’t want to force

an outcome.

to begin with. Even if they

her true identity was

to take this to court, Nathan. Let’s

settle.” Her voice was strained

tear–filled eyes.

at him with

it hurt. Upon seeing how adamant Suzanne was with the divorce, his eyes reddened as he growled,

felt physically unwell from the rage she felt. She tightened her fists and warned him in mild fury, “Don’t push it, Nathan Morrison. We’re married on

become one. As long as you want to,

and her tears fell to the floor. Her arms stiffened, and her hands clenched tightly into trembling fists.

don’t want to,” she softly choked out, repeating those words, “I don’t want to.

the words never leaving her mouth. Her shoulders were shaking as

so much. A

constantly hovering

her

have cared if