The Wrong Woman

Suzanne gazed at the man before her. An amorous energy sparked between them as their eyes met.

Nathan appeared calm and collected. There was only a hint of passion in his eyes.

In comparison, Suzanne was like a restless child. A strange thought flashed in her mind.

These were the kinds of tactics those conniving women in TV dramas use to seduce men, right?

Nathan was so calm right now.

Did he think Suzanne intentionally created this accident because she was trying to seduce him? Hence, the reason for the calmness and a hint of impatience reflecting in his eyes?

Suzanne swallowed nervously. She stood up and took a few steps. back. She then bowed her head down like a child who’d just made a mistake and said, “I’m really sorry.” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Nathan sighed lightly and got up.

and bathroom.”

need to borrow your blow dryer

“Okay.” Suzanne pointed out the bathroom for him. Her cheeks were burning hot. “The blow dryer is in the drawer.”

Nathan calmly walked into the bathroom.

The moment he closed the door behind him, he leaned weakly against

the basin. He closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, his

Adam’s apple trembling.

Dammit!

When did his willpower become so weak?

The sound of the blow dryer rang out from the washroom for some

time.

Nathan soon walked out.

Suzanne remained standing stiffly by the coffee table. There was another glass of water on it now. A waterproof mat had been draped on the couch beside it.

Nathan sat down again and pointed at the wooden chair. “Have a

seat.”

“Okay.” Suzanne obediently dragged the chair over to sit opposite Nathan. She sat properly, like someone who was being interviewed.

Nathan was so domineering and fierce. It felt like he could take control of any situation he was in. Right now, he felt more like this apartment’s owner.

Suzanne didn’t dare meet his eyes after sitting down. She

immediately said, “I’m prepared now You can start whenever you like.

Nathan had been ready to speak when he heard Suzanne’s words. He asked in surprise, “What did you prepare?”

Suzanne gazed at him with wide, surprised eyes. “My documents. Aren’t you here to talk about the divorce?”

“No.” Nathan’s tone was stern and decisive. He didn’t seem interested in getting divorced at all. “Don’t worry about the divorce. Let’s focus on clearing things up about you first”

“What about me?”

“Your identity.”

Suzanne said in exasperation, “I’m just Suzanne York.”

“Then how do you explain Inkwell?”

“How should I know? I can’t remember.”

Suzanne got up to retrieve a report from the bedside table. She handed it to Nathan. “This is my DNA report.”

Nathan flipped through the documents. It was a DNA report from Goodwill Hospital for Suzanne and her family members.

Suzanne explained, “I had already lost all my memories when I woke up in the hospital. The doctor said my features have long changed. due to several bouts of plastic surgery.

“He was able to locate my family based on my ID, but they couldn’t ascertain whether I was actually their daughter or not, given how I look now. Hence why we did the DNA test.”

Nathan furrowed his brow as he looked at the report in his hands. He asked again, “Was it done under the police’s supervision?”

Suzanne said confidently, “Of course. No one else came into contact with the report. They took my blood away right after extracting it. I was the one who retrieved the report too. There’s no way it’s false.”

“You could’ve earned tons of money with your artistic talent alone. Why did you sell yourself out and marry an old man for money?”

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