The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190 

“Up to you.” Nathan’s eyes turned subtly darker as he moved past her and headed toward the driver’s seat. He pulled the door open 

and entered the vehicle. 

A wave of anger abruptly washed over him when he saw the back of Suzanne’s dress. 

Her dress looked innocent from the front, but the back was a sexy open–back cut. Her pale, naked back was exposed from underneath her long hair. 

How inappropriate! 

Nathan walked back toward her and grabbed her wrist before leading her toward the passenger’s seat. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Wait for me in the car.” He pushed her into the seat and shut the 

door. 

Then, he circled around the front of the car and sat in the driver’s 

seat. 

“Buckle up.” 

Suzanne wanted to get off. “Go ahead with your business. I’ll find a coffee shop to wait in. Just let me know when you’re done.” 

Nathan leaned over and fastened the seatbelt for her. 

Their sudden proximity startled her. Her back pressed against the 

seat, trying to put enough distance between them. She didn’t breathe and blinked nervously at him. 

He could smell the light scent on her body–it tugged on his heartstrings. He tried to appear calm despite his quickening heartbeat and focused all his attention on driving. 

Thirty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the hospital. Nathan unbuckled his seatbelt and told her to wait 

“Who’s in the hospital?” she asked worriedly. 

“Lucas, he’s injured.” 

him. 

Suzanne also unbuckled her seatbelt. “How is he? I want to see him too,” she said, concerned. 

“It’s okay. Stay in the car. I’ll inform you if anything happens.” His tone was gentle but firm. 

Since he didn’t want her to go inside, she didn’t insist further. 

After he left the car, she sat waiting in the passenger seat for a very long time. The sun shone brightly through the windshield. It was hot despite the air conditioning. 

She got off and went to sit in the back instead. 

Bored, she lay down in the backseat of the car and closed her eyes to rest. Unknowingly, she drifted off to sleep. She was out cold 

from three in the afternoon till night time. 

Suzanne woke up in a daze and felt like the car was moving. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up. 

In the driver’s seat, Cole was focused on the road when a ghost of a woman appeared in the rearview mirror. Her thick and unruly hair scared him to bits, and he started yelling in fear. 

His abrupt yelling scared Suzanne equally. She huddled in the corner, clutching her chest. “Who are you?” 

He recognized the voice and calmed down. He took a deep breath to regain his composure before asking, “Is that you,. 

Morrison?” 

The woman in question recognized his voice as well. She peeked out quizzically and asked, “Cole?”