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.

“Without Oliver,

coldly, “Thank you, but Sally knows how to swim. How concerned

to swim,” he replied. “I don’t know when she got over her phobia

“Don’t you dare take another step. Stay away

a chance to explain, Suzy.” He was almost begging at this point.

a thing. He’d hurt her over and over again

Hoffis.

a horse to the water, but you can’t make it drink. She didn’t

an outcome.

with. Even if they insisted on continuing

her true

to court, Nathan. Let’s just

settle.” Her voice was

tear–filled eyes.

at him with

felt so constricted it hurt. Upon seeing how adamant Suzanne was with the divorce, his eyes reddened as he growled, “I won’t

her fists and warned him in mild fury, “Don’t push it, Nathan Morrison. We’re

as you want to, I’d do it

the floor. Her arms stiffened, and her hands clenched tightly into trembling

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

her mouth. Her shoulders were shaking

A woman he had loved

constantly hovering around them–it’d

drive her

if