The Wrong Woman

The door creaked open, and Suzanne glanced up from her book.

When she spotted Nathan entering with her meal, her face lit up in

surprise.

“Why are you suddenly the one bringing me food?” Suzanne asked as she stood up.

“I swung by to grab some things and figured I’d bring over the meal in Lucas’ stead,” Nathan replied calmly

He placed the meal and utensils on the dining table before walking over to the bedside table. He casually opened the drawer, and simply closed it without grabbing anything.

Suzanne was a little flustered by the towering heap of food before

her. She had no clue where to start.

Nathan approached with a grin. “Consider it Lucas’ way of showing

you some care.”

Suzanne furrowed her brows and gave Nathan a pleading look. “It’s way too much. I can’t possibly finish all this by myself.”

Nathan regarded her seriously as he uttered, “Don’t let the food go to

waste.”

Suzanne was stumped by his words. She had expected him to say Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

that.

After pausing for a moment, she quickly asked, “Have you eaten?”

“Not yet.” Nathan glanced at his watch on purpose.

Suzanne handed him the utensils with both hands and earnestly

pleaded, “Join me for a meal if you don’t mind. I can’t finish all of this

on my own.”

After a bit of hesitation, Nathan accepted the utensils and sat down.

Suzanne glanced around the room. “I’ll see if there are any clean. utensils left. We can split the food.”

Nathan caught her wrist and urged her to sit. “No worries. Let’s just share the same tray.”

Suzanne was surprised. She whispered, “Sure.”

Nathan looked at her bandaged hand. “Do you need me to feed you?”

Suzanne scooped up a bite of omelet. “No worries. I can eat it on my

own.”

Watching her chewing away, Nathan felt a sense of relief and joined the meal. He moved a bit closer to Suzanne since they were sharing the same tray. It was quiet during the meal.

He sat with perfect posture, savoring his meal with a combination of heartiness and elegance.

In contrast, Suzanne seemed a bit reserved and self-conscious in the presence of the man she admired.

Seeing her eat so cautiously and at a rather slow pace, Nathan grabbed a tissue, wrapped a grilled chicken drumstick, and set it in-

front of her.

Suzanne was baffled when she laid eyes on the big drumstick.

“Grab it and eat,” Nathan said with a bit of authority.

Suzanne quickly shook her head. She wasn’t too keen on meat and was thinking of a good excuse to give him.

Nathan understood her concerns and switched to a serious tone. You need more proteins to recover. Are you going to eat on your own,

or do you want me to feed you?”

Suzanne eyed the chicken drumstick and awkwardly explained, “It’s too big. There’s no way I can finish it.”

Nathan took her hand and placed the drumstick into it. “Eat as much as you can and leave the rest for me.”

Suzanne figured saying no would sound a bit too pretentious at this

point.

“Wouldn’t it be weird if I left you this half-eaten drumstick?” Suzanne asked instead, wondering if it would bother him.

Nathan sighed in response. He dropped his fork and grabbed a tissue to v

wipe his mouth. Then, he inched closer to her.

Suzanne immediately froze. She stared into his eyes while still clutching the drumstick.

“Mrs. Morrison, we’ve been married for nearly two months. Usually, things like kissing and sleeping together are part of the routine. So, why the hesitation over sharing a chicken drumstick with me?”

Nathan teased.

He spoke those words without a hint of embarrassment. On the contrary, Suzanne felt her heart racing uncontrollably.

She felt like her whole body was on fire, and her cheeks flushed. scarlet. She shyly lowered her head to nibble on the chicken drumstick -hands still trembling.

“Why the sudden blush?” Nathan playfully brushed her cheek with his finger.

Her skin felt warm; and surprisingly a tingling sensation ran through him-causing his heart to skip a beat. Suzanne evaded his touch and focused on nibbling the drumstick.

“I didn’t blush,” she insisted.

Nathan decided to go easy on the teasing, not wanting to risk giving

in to temptation.

He focused on his meal, while Suzanne subconsciously finished off the chicken drumstick. After placing the bone down, she left her sticky fingers hanging in the air while continuing to chew on a

mouthful of chicken.

Promptly setting aside his utensils, Nathan grabbed a wet towel from the bathroom and gently wiped Suzanne’s fingers clean. His attentive. gesture captivated Suzanne, and she savored the chicken slowly.

Nathan sneaked a glance at her face. The way her chubby cheeks puffed up while she chomped on the chicken made her look even more adorable. Nathan couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

Suzanne gave him a puzzled look, not quite grasping why he was laughing. Despite that, he seemed incredibly charming.

She tentatively touched around her mouth and asked, “Is there something on my face?”

Recognizing that his laughter might have come off as impolite, Nathan quickly grabbed a tissue and gently wiped Suzanne’s c There, all clean.”

Suzanne assumed there was something on her face. She lowere

head and mumbled, “Thank you.”

Tossing the towel aside, Nathan passed her a fork and said, “H

some more.”

“I’m stuffed.”

After a moment of silence, Nathan spoke. “I’m not a fan of

vegetables. Do you mind helping me out with a bit of those green

Suzanne felt a little excited since it was Nathan asking for her help. Honestly, she could eat a little more

“Sure.” She took the fork and continued munching on the veggies.

After polishing off the entire chicken drumstick in front of Nathan and unintentionally amusing him with something on her face, there was nothing left to make her feel awkward.

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