The Wrong Woman

On the way back, Nathan asked, “Do you want to return to Sudvilla or the place you’ve been living in?”

Suzanne’s apartment was closer to the place where she set up her flower stall. Besides, Sudvilla was now considered Sally’s home, so

she didn’t want to return to that place.

“Let’s go to my place.”

15 minutes later, Nathan stopped the car outside an old and rundown apartment block. Suzanne got out of the car and led him inside.

It was already nighttime. The corridors were incredibly narrow and dark. Suzanne pulled out her phone and toggled on her flashlight so that she could light the way ahead.

ts tend to go out once in a while,” she explained

“The corridor lights tend to

awkwardly.

Nathan felt that the apartment was a pretty bad place to live in.

Once Suzanne unlocked her apartment door, she walked in and flicked on the lights. Then, she stood by the door so that she could

invite Nathan inside.

Nathan strode into the apartment, which seemed to be around 300 square feet at first glance. Still, he felt that it looked clean and cozy.

After Suzanne closed the door behind her and turned to look at him,

she noticed Nathan giving her the bouquet of white zinnias.

“This is for you.”

His voice was devoid of any emotions. No one knew why he decided to give Suzanne the flowers in the first place.

Surprised by Nathan’s sudden gesture, Suzanna could only stare at the zinnias dumbfoundedly. Her heart began to race, and her mind had gone blank.

She thought Nathan had bought those flowers for Sally. The sudden surprise shocked her so much that she could barely react.

Nathan frowned slightly in response “Do you not like them?”

Suzanne snapped out of her reverie and accepted the flowers hurriedly, feeling her cheeks heating up at his question. A similar spread of warmth surged from her heart as well.

Joy was written all over her eyes as she replied happily, “I love them! Thank you so much!”

She had no idea what sort of flower she liked in the past. But from now on, her favorite flower was definitely zinnias.

Suzanne put down her bag before rushing into the kitchen hurriedly. There, she dug out a vase and placed the zinnias in it.

Meanwhile, Nathan spent a moment scanning the apartment before moving to sit on the couch.

The books scattered across the coffee table piqued his attention in an instant. So, he picked up a random book and flipped through it. The words printed on the pages were foreign to him.

He knew for a fact that Suzanne knew Norvanese and Sunterlish. Was she really able to read a book written in a third foreign language?

Suzanne exited the kitchen a moment later. First, she placed the vase of zinnias on the nightstand next to her bed. Then, she poured Nathan a glass of water.

When Nathan noticed her walking over to him with the filled glass, he asked curiously, “What’s this book’s country of origin?”

Suzanne shot a glance at the book. It’s a book that’s published in Xyperia.”

Her answer surprised Nathan. “You understand their language?”

“I was browsing for books at the library when I came across this book. Its title intrigued me. I was also confused as to why I could understand the language, so I borrowed it,” Suzanne explained while walking toward Nathan.

Since she was already close to Nathan, she didn’t pay attention to the coffee table in front of him. It was then that her knee bumped into one of the coffee table’s edges, causing pain to shoot up her nerves.

“Ah!” Suzanne scrunched up her face in pain while tumbling forward. with the glass of water.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

None of them could have expected the accident to occur. As a result, Suzanne plopped onto Nathan’s crotch. She ended up spilling water all over his inner thighs. Coincidentally, she was also nestled between Nathan’s legs in a suggestive yet wretched manner.

When Suzanne finally realized what happened, she felt extremely embarrassed. She quickly clambered up to her feet, her che now Scrimson from the embarrassment. Waves of nervousness a

nanxiety swept her off her feet so fast that she felt like cryin

pcpot.

Nevever in a million years would she think that such an embarra hitung would happen to her.

Hence rationality now flushed down the drain, Suzanne quickly grabbe a few busue papers from the tissue box on the coffee table. She precoceeded to dab them all over Nathan’s drenched thighs hastily.

I’m sonyhytipso sorry! I didn’t mean to do that!” she apologized frantically Wylwhite dabbing on the wet patches.

Nathan’s cool voice boomed from above her head. “You don’t have to

clean up for me. It’s alright.”

“I’m really sorry! Seriously, I didn’t mean for that to happen!” Suzanne’s panicked voice was filled with guilt and uneasiness.

“That’s enough.” Nathan sounded slightly impatient.

But Suzanne was so distressed that she barely registered what she

was doing.

Nathan was unable to tolerate it anymore. He snatched her wrists just so he could stop her.

“I said, that’s enough,” he echoed coldly.