The Wrong Woman

Suzanne was enveloped in Nathan’s embrace, her tears flowing helplessly.

With each passing moment, her inner turmoil grew more pronounced. She then pushed against Nathan’s chest, and all of a sudden, a sharp inhale escaped him.

She was shocked and immediately glanced up at his shoulder. Blood stains had tainted his white shirt.

In that instant, all of Suzanne’s resentment and anger dissipated like mist in the wind. Her voice trembled with emotion as she exclaimed,” You’re bleeding!”

But Nathan paid no attention to his wound, maintaining his firm hold on her shoulders. His stern voice commanded, “Stay away

in the future.”

Suzanne’s surprise was evident in her watery eyes as she me Nathan’s gaze.

Nathan lowered his head, his gaze fixed on her eyes, then on he which were slightly swollen from his kisses. A sense of guilt wa

over him.

him

Suzanne retorted, “I want to stay away from him too, but he’s clinging to me just like you are now. I’ve struggled with all my might, but I can’t move. What am I supposed to do?”

Her words were not only directed at Oliver but also at Nathan. As her words fell, Nathan loosened his grip slightly and took a step back.

Regardless of the truth behind her explanation, Nathan chose to trust her completely. With a stern expression, he spoke calmly, “Why didn’t

you call for help if he won’t let you go?”

Suzanne wiped her tears away with a sniff, her lips pouted in frustration. “He’s shameless, but I have to protect my dignity. Imagine if the whole family caught him holding me like that. The gossip would never end.”

Nathan fell silent.

As Suzanne walked past him to retrieve medications from the cabinet, she grumbled softly under her breath, “You’re too quick to judge me without knowing the whole story. Accusing me of being disloyal to our marriage and vows, you’re just as bad.” © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“You…” Suzanne struggled to finish the rest of her words. He had forcefully kissed me. Her heart raced uncontrollably, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger.

“How dare you treat me like this? Who do you think you are?” she complained. “You’re still entangled with Sally and harbore elings for her, yet you refuse to divorce me.

“How could you forbid me to do things you’re doing yourse crossed the line.”

Suzanne grumbled as she approached Nathan with the medi her words filled with complaints, yet her actions gentle and ca Her clear eyes held a tender gaze.

“Sit down. Let me check your wound and change the bandage.”

Nathan felt no pain from the wound, but his emotions were a tumultuous mix. His intense gaze lingered on Suzanne’s flushed cheeks, eyes, and lips. His heart raced, every cell in his body being ablaze with longing.

Just one impulsive kiss, and he realized he couldn’t resist kissing her again. It was addictive and ignited a desire in him to touch her. The

soft, fragrant, and moist sensation of their contact ensnared him. Suzanne met his gaze as she spoke, “Sit down. Let me-”

His scorching gaze left her head blank. At that moment, she felt as though her entire being was engulfed in flames.

Her dewy eyes acted as a catalyst, igniting Nathan’s suppressed impulse. The next moment, he stepped forward. One hand hooked around her waist, and the other cradled the back of her head as he kissed her passionately.

Suzanne was startled. Her lips, still tingling from his previous kiss, were now throbbing from his renewed affection.

She wondered if he was teasing her again.

Suzanne pushed against his chest with both hands, attempting to resist. But this time, his kiss left her disoriented and enchanted, her resistance gradually melting under his gentle onslaught.