The Wrong Woman

The vice-captain sneered. “Yes, the clan will not let traitors off the hook. You somehow managed to get away the last time, but your luck has finally run out.”

Suzanne paled. She felt her head spin and staggered backward. Her

mind went blank.

The vice-captain pulled out a gun and aimed it at her.

Suzanne couldn’t believe this was happening. She was a spy sent by the Nightshade Clan to steal secrets from Nathan before she lost her

memory?

The vice-captain approached her slowly with the gun.

He snarled, “Nathan is beginning to suspect me. He will soon find out that I was the one who tried to assassinate you last time. My identity has been exposed; soon, he’ll discover yours too.

“You’re going to die sooner or later, either by the clan’s hands or

Nathan’s.”

Suzanne had never hated herself as much as she did at this moment.

She could accept her past as an evil woman. Even if she was corrupted and filthy back then, she could still start afresh.

But why did she have to be a spy? She could never wash away her sin. She was a criminal-an enemy hated by both Nathan and the nation.

She didn’t want to die at Nathan’s hands.

Suzanne felt like a part of her died. “Just kill me.”

The vice-captain cocked the gun at Suzanne.

She slowly closed her eyes. She didn’t dare to hope for another life.

A person like her could never wash away her sin. She would never be good enough for Nathan.

A gunshot suddenly rang out.

Suzanne trembled but felt no pain in her body.

All of a sudden, a warm chest enveloped her, pulling her tightly into an

embrace. Nathan’s familiar scent wafted over her.

She slowly opened her eyes. Tears blurred her vision and her body went limp in his arms.

“Why didn’t you run like I told you to?” Nathan sounded annoyed.

Suzanne didn’t respond.

She heard Lucas’ voice. “General Morrison, he’s dead.”

Nathan panted near Suzanne’s ear, the heat from his breath warming

her up.

He couldn’t be bothered by the death of a.spy. His heart was still racing from the fear he felt earlier.

Suzanne closed her eyes slowly. The fate of the vice-captain would be her fate soon. She couldn’t imagine how painful it would be to die at the hands of the man she loved.

She dared not think about the future.

Nathan noticed there was something off about Suzanne. He held her shoulders and gently pushed her away from him. Only then did he see her pale face and teary eyes.

“Were you scared?” Nathan asked with concern.

Suzanne’s tears flowed even more freely. Still, she didn’t reply.

Without another word, Nathan lifted her into his arms and walked

toward the waiting vehicle.

Suzanne was taken to the hospital. After confirming that she was fine, Nathan brought her back to the dorms.

Back in her room, Suzanne hid under the covers. She wanted nothing.

more than to sleep right now.

Nathan did not notice anything unusual about Suzanne. He left the dorms to go back to work.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

First, he investigated the spy thoroughly. Then, he went to the surveillance room to check the recorded footage.

In the video, Suzanne initially ran to where the soldiers were. But the spy had said something to make her stop in her tracks. Soon after, her emotions became increasingly erratic.

The uneasiness within Nathan grew as he watched the video repeatedly.

In the evening, Nathan couldn’t wait to return to the dorms. He wanted to check on Suzanne after he was done with his work.

Just as he stepped out of the office, Lucas rushed over urgently. H blurted, “General Morrison, Madam has returned to Phoenicia. This is the letter she left behind.”

Nathan’s gaze darkened and he took the letter from Lucas. He tore it open and read the neat handwriting: “Dear General Morrison, thank you for your care over the past few days.

“You must be busy with work, so I wouldn’t want to extend my stay. I’ve gotten better, so there’s no need to worry. I missed home and decided to go back.

“Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye.”

Nathan clenched his fist and crumpled the paper. His gaze turned

cold, but a sinister smirk suddenly stretched across his face.

General Morrison? This was the first time Suzanne had addressed

him this way.

The entire letter felt alienated and-off.

With the advancement of technology, Suzanne could have called him or sent him a text. Yet she decided to leave only a note behind.

Lucas nervously said, “General Morrison, Madam probably took a plane. I can go to the airport now and look for her. Maybe I-”

Nathan returned to his office, tossing the letter into the trash can. No.”

“But, Madam…” Lucas was anxious.

He feared Suzanne might be caught up in some danger again-that she wouldn’t be able to fend for herself due to her injuries, and that Nathan would be saddened by this.

Nathan turned his cold gaze to Lucas. “Don’t you have work to do?”

Lucas swallowed nervously. “It’s not that, General Morrison-”

“She’s just a nobody. It doesn’t matter whether she’s here or not,” Nathan said faintly. He began flipping through the documents o again.

Was Suzanne just a nobody to Nathan?

Lucas frowned and observed Nathan closely. It seemed he truly didn’ care about her.

Still, Nathan had been extremely concerned and was in a state of panic when Suzanne was ambushed.

Was that all an act?

Nathan had also been working around the clock to care for Suzanne.

Was that an act too?

Lucas didn’t dare to comment on it. He slowly backed out of the

office and closed the door behind him.

As soon as the door closed, Nathan put away the documents and leaned weakly against the chair. He closed his eyes and could feel an uncomfortable feeling blooming in his chest.

The pain was unbearable.

Ten days later.

At a certain office at three in the morning, Lucas and Cole deflated against the couch.

Lucas muttered with his eyes closed, “How many days has it been,

Cole?”

Cole mumbled weakly, “Ten. We’ve worked for ten days straight. I’m

exhausted.”

“Ten days! I feel like it’s been half a year,” Lucas groaned.

“General Morrison must be made of steel. Why doesn’t he look tired i the least? We’re only human-how could we possibly endure this? Lucas suddenly sat up.

His eyes shone brightly as he looked at Cole. “Don’t you think that General Morrison has been acting strange ever since Madam left?”