The Wrong Woman

Chapter 252

Betty’s sobs grew even louder.

At that moment, a reporter asked, “Ms. York, could you share why you aren’t supporting your parents? And what are your thoughts on their decision to expose your past publicly?”

Suzanne stepped back, composing herself before the array of media reporters. Her tone was steady as she spoke, “Well, I’ll make this an opportunity to spread my message to the world.

“Three years ago, I lost my memory. I can’t recall who I am, but I am pot Suzanne York. My life was orchestrated to fit into Suzanne’s

persona.

“I know that once I make this matter public, I’ll be in extreme danger, but I’ve had enough of this family’s torment.”

Everyone present was stunned. The members of the York family exchanged bewildered glances. Betty stood up, her expression a mixture of disbelief and astonishment. “My dear, what nonsense are

you spouting?”

Ignoring their protests, Suzanne gently touched her cheek, her words deliberate and sincere. “I have never undergone plastic surgery. The hospital records can prove it.

classmates, or anyone who recognizes me to reach

hesitation, Betty took out a DNA report she had prepared in advance We’ve

report, Suzanne spoke

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by this fake report. You should seriously look.

that, Suzanne nodded to the reporters. “Please help spread the word and help me reconnect with my relatives.”

she turned and departed. Her two bodyguards formed a protective shield around her,

keep this matter under wraps, but the truth weighed heavily

she once again became the subject of fervent discussion, this time with an unexpected twist. Suzanne dared not glance at her phone, fearful of what it

her knees pulled close to her chest, while her head rested wearily

door creaked open, and measured footsteps

teary eyes

was hurried, betraying the urgency of his arrival. In the exexchange of their looks,

murmur, Suzanne’s voice faltered, “Nate, I’m sorry.”

Enembrace. His voice was a gentle whisper.

tears glinting in her eyes. “Am I causing tranouble

pain as he tenderly ran his fingers

her hair. “Chubs, your concerns are never a burden to