The Wrong Woman

Chapter 189

At noon, Suzanne was about to get changed when Sienna came in holding a dress. She handed it over to her and said, “Wear this.”

“I’m getting divorced, not getting married. Why would I put on something so nice?” Suzanne smiled resignedly while pushing the dress away.

Sienna declared in full seriousness. “Exactly. That’s why you

should wear something pretty and pair it with a gorgeous makeup look so that you can sweep your husband off his feet. Make him regret it.”

She pushed back. “But I’m the one who’s asking for the divorce. I’m the one that doesn’t want anything to do with him anymore.”

“You might be the one that brought it up, but you only did it because he doesn’t love you, no?”

Suzanne was at a loss for words, feeling a stabbing pain in her heart.

Sienna held the dress and advised solemnly, “Men are visual

creatures. You look too plain most of the time, so it’s difficult to stun him that way. Just doll yourself up for today. I promise you he’ll be bewitched and beg you not to divorce him.”

Suzanne thought her friend’s way of

a was na

and

dress in her hands—it was very sexy and didn’t fit her image at all.

to reject her sincere offer.

into the dress and

black car was parked in front

car door with his hands in his pockets. He stared

shoulders looked heavy, and there was an oppressive air around him. Despite the burning sun overhead, the atmosphere

a pair of crystal white heels stepped into his vision.

slim, and her skin was pale. The white dress she wore was

appeared to be

and froze when he caught a clear glimpse of

Her eyes were bright and clear. Her smooth, dark hair cascaded down her back like

and charming. Nathan couldn’t take hist eyes

so dolled up after six months of being married. However, the pair were here to get a divorce.

to skip under his gaze. Her body grew hot, and she tried to maintain

for making you wait,”

as calm as usual. “It’s 2:00 pm,

“Let’s head in.”

on time.”

straightened himself and asked, “Have you brought

in reply.

on her adorable face for a few seconds

head toward the

him,