The Wrong Woman
Chapter 253

Nathan wrapped his arm around Suzanne's waist, gently squeezing her hand as he murmured, "Chubs, I'll respect whatever decision you make."

Suzanne nestled closer to seek solace in his warmth. "Aren't you angry that I didn't tell you earlier?"

"You didn't feel ready to share with anyone, did you? You were simply overwhelmed in the moment." His empathy stirred a sense of comfort within Suzanne.

"Yes," she confessed. Betty's pressure had been immense. The situation had been tumultuous, with accusations flying from all sides. Suzanne had blurted it out impulsively, driven by stress. "It's alright. I'm here now," Nathan reassured, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.

Suzanne felt a wave of affection wash over her, filling her with a comforting sense of security in his presence.

"Have you eaten anything?" Nathan inquired gently.

Suzanne shook her head. "I don't have an appetite."

"You should eat something," Nathan said.

"I'm not hungry," she responded.

Nathan lifted Suzanne in his arms and headed toward the stairs. "Let me take you back to your room to rest. I'll bring some food for you later."

Suzanne shyly wrapped her arms around his neck. "I can walk on my own."

"I know," Nathan replied, his steps steady and his tone gentle. "But I want to hold you."

Suzanne's cheeks flushed, and she leaned on his broad shoulder, content to bask in his care.

Cole and Lucas were observing in the foyer as the couple ascended the stairs before stepping out of the living room to stand guard outside Sudvilla. Lucas chuckled softly. "I never imagined General Morrison had such a tender side."

Cole's tone was somber. "There's been so much happening lately. General Morrison hasn't had much rest. I wonder how long he can keep this up." "Cole, have you noticed? General Morrison seems to have developed feelings for Mrs. Morrison."

Cole grimaced. "More than just feelings."

Lucas was taken aback. "What happened while I was in the hospital?"

"General Morrison has already found out Mrs. Morrison's true identity."

"Then why hasn't he told Mrs. Morrison and instead let her seek everyone's help to find her family in front of the media? She seemed quite distressed," Lucas responded.

"Some things are too complicated to explain in a few words."

Lucas leaned in closer to Cole, lowering his voice. "Tell me more."

Cole let out a sigh.

...

Ever since disavowing her identity in the public eye, Suzanne had been staying in Sudvilla, cloistered in fear of venturing outside. She kept her phone silenced, avoided the internet, and abstained from watching the news.

In her seclusion, she filled her days with reading, studying, and nurturing her plants, all in a bid to shield herself from potential harm. For Suzanne, safeguarding her well-being became the paramount contribution she could make to Nathan.

On a radiant afternoon, after three hours of intense reading, Suzanne's eyes grew weary and her mind heavy with knowledge, leading to a throbbing headache.

She rubbed her eyes and stretched her body to seek relief from the strain.

After about ten minutes of eye exercises, she was startled to find a young man and woman standing before her, prompting her to recoil in surprise.

Sudvilla wasn't a place where uninvited guests could easily enter. She wondered how they had managed to enter.

Both of them were remarkably youthful and attractive, clutching two gift bags and regarding Suzanne with curiosity, perhaps taken aback by her stretch. "May I know who are you looking for?" Suzanne inquired.

The man offered a polite smile. "I'm Cameron Hudson, and this is my sister Feena Hudson. We're Nate's friends. And you?" Observing their refined attire and approximate age to Nathan, along with the gifts, they likely lived in Imperial Heights.

Suzanne returned their smiles with a nod. "Pleased to meet you both. I'm Suzanne York, Nate's wife."

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