The Wrong Woman

Chapter 243

As Donald exited the study, Nathan rose to his feet.

“Kind souls wield knives for self-defense, while bandits brandish them for global plunder,” Donald mused as he strolled away.

“General Morrison, I truly hope I would be able to witness Norvanial develop an unbeatable defense weapon, to shield our country from further humiliation. I’ve high hopes for you.” Donald expressed his heartfelt wish.

As Nathan escorted Donald out of Morrison Residence, he felt a pang of discomfort. Suzanne anxiously awaited at the dining table, her spirits stretched thin.

Upon Nathan’s return, Suzanne hurried over, her concern evident. Nate, did Mr. President give you a hard time? Did he scold you? Is he going to punish you?”

Though Nathan’s expression was grim, he managed a faint smile as he gently caressed her long hair. “No, everything’s fine. Don’t worry.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” Nathan affirmed.

Suzanne re

his h

to touch his cheek, helicate fingers against e. It was a

warm, bringing him comfort.

hand with his and gazed at her

darling. You’ve been so busy lately. You must be

with you. Thank

concern. “Dinner

led her to the

returned to

as usual, Suzanne arrived at the ICU ward of the hospital. After spending some time with Liam and consulting

bringing the ring into the ward. But Suzanne insisted that the ring could awaken Liam’s will to survive, hence the doctor had no choice but

suddenly blocked her path. When she saw

dark eyes deep and enigmatic. Adjusting his glasses, he

“ex-girlfriend”

ause, her heart

beat and a sense of

all. Yet, Oliver claimed she was, even recalling her proficiency in eight languages.

her identity and understood her well. The crucial. point was that Oliver was a

the back of her head,