The Wrong Woman
Chapter 192

Suzanne's heart ached. He must've had a lot to get done to rush back at this hour.

"It's alright. The matters you need to attend to are more important. I can tend to myself." She scooted toward the other side of the bed to make room. "It'll be dawn soon. Hurry up and get some rest." Nathan was afraid she'd be disgusted by him and tried to stand up. "I'll go take a shower."

She pulled on his wrist. "You don't smell. Just take a shower tomorrow. Hurry up and sleep."

He lay down obediently, and she pulled the covers over him before lying down next to him. Her sudden gentleness left him slightly dumbfounded.

A while ago, she was distancing herself, giving him the cold shoulder and adamant about divorcing him. Now, she was a gentle, loving wife who cared about his health and wellbeing. Women are impossible to understand. He couldn't fathom it and was puzzled.

Nathan turned to lie on his side and stared at her sleeping face under the moonlight. Her breathing was light, and the faint scent on her body enveloped him, making his heart skip a beat. All his fatigue vanished in an instant.

The next morning, Nathan woke up in agony after three hours of sleep.

He gradually opened his eyes and realized why he felt that way as he looked at the woman lying on him.

Half of Suzanne's body was pressed against him. The soft feeling of her body was alluring. She was in shorts, and her leg rested on top of his abdomen, coincidentally resting on top of his sensitive parts. Nathan felt hot all over, and his breathing became rough. It took every inch of his willpower not to act on his instincts.

"Suzy," he grumbled with a raspy voice and gently pushed her leg aside.

Just as he pushed it away, she shifted it back to its original position, still half asleep. It pressed painfully against his private parts.

"Mm." He furrowed his brows and exhaled painfully.

The next second, he immediately turned over and had her pressed under him.

Suzanne woke up in a daze. She was met with Nathan's handsome face as she opened her eyes. He stared fixated at her with a burning gaze. Her breathing quickened, and her chest heaved. She was so nervous she couldn't utter a word. All she could do was stare bewilderedly at him. What was going on?

Why did he pounce on her?

What does he want to do?

She could clearly feel his strong desires, which was horrifying.

Suzanne was so anxious she became incoherent. "W-What do you want, Nathan?"

Nathan desperately willed himself to not give in to his urges. "Your sleeping position was off, so I helped you adjust. You kept clinging onto me," he rasped out. She felt incredibly guilty. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know. I didn't mean to."

Nathan continued suppressing his painful urges and got up. He ran his hand through his hair and marched speedily toward the bathroom.

Suzanne was so shocked that she was frozen in place. She stared at the ceiling with mixed feelings and a whirlwind of thoughts running through her head.

A man's natural urges had nothing to do with love, surely?

The physical reaction he had earlier and his hot gaze felt like he was going to eat her alive. His eyes were filled with desire.

Did he not like her touching him despite such a strong reaction?

Then, the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom.

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