The Wrong Woman

chapter 228

Nathan walked up to Suzanne, gently taking her hand. “Move out with me, okay?”

Suzanne nodded repeatedly. Yes, of course she would. This house and the family members… She couldn’t help but feel frightened at the thought of who might be the spy.

“Go upstairs and pack your things,” Nathan said softly.

“Okay,” Suzanne replied before rushing upstairs.

Everyone sat in the living room with grim expressions, while the air was heavy with tension.

Nathan picked up Suzzane’s suitcase. After bidding farewell to everyone, they left the Morrison Residence.

Once they were in the car, Suzanne asked curiously, “Where are we going?”

Nathan leaned back in his seat, his gaze tender as he looked at her startled face. He asked cautiously, “Sudvilla. Is that alright?”

Sudvilla?

There had always been a knot in Suzanne’s heart regarding that place. After all, it was the home Nathan had custom-built for Sally, tailored.

her tastes in both decoration and style.

now, the circumstances didn’t allow for her to be sentimental.

Residence, and she couldn’t possibly ask Nathan to set up a

problem with that,” Suzanne answered

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faint smile.

and he couldn’t help but reach

her hair.

gesture, blushing slightly. Then, she added, “But, can

Nathan paused.

though Layla used to like you and dislikes me

his brows. “Who told

“Wendy.”

“And you believed

it myself. She does like you, which is why she’s so

silent. He sat still while deep in thought, his profound dark eyes gazing out

a

stole a glance at him and noticed he once again wore a stern

for

her body. agit his arm

was so infatuated with you, didn’t you

soft chest pressed against him, his body tensed ntly. He looked down, eyes fixed

apple bobbed, and his warm eyes flickered.

tugged at his lips, he responded hoarsely,

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