The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 230

chapter 230 

Nathan’s eyes betrayed a subtle hint of nervousness that was not easily perceptible. “I have some business to attend to in the study. You should come too. 

Suzanne watched him quietly. Underneath his calm and stern exterior, she sensed the clumsiness of someone inexperienced in matters of the heart. 

She walked to the bookshelf, casually selecting a book and holding it to her chest as she turned to face him. 

Nathan headed the study, with Suzanne following behind. 

In the study, he dealt with his work at the desk while Suzanne sat on the couch reading. Neither of them disturbed the other. 

The room was bright and warm, with a gentle breeze blowing in from the balcony, carrying with it a faint floral scent that was refreshing and soothing. 

The sunlight streamed in through the windows, creating a cozy and romantic atmosphere that was pea l and delightful. 

During this time, Nathan couldn’t help but look up at her from time to time, just like ten years ago. He couldn’t focus on anything when she was around. 

He couldn’t resist stealing glances at her as she focused on her reading, admiring her alluring and rosy cheeks. He felt the urge to reach out and touch them. 

It was the same as it was ten years ago. 

Nathan sighed lightly with emotion, thinking that Vera truly had a keen insight. Science could be manipulated, but a wise person’s 

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judgment was never wrong. 

“Chubs.” 

Suzanne, engrossed in her reading, was startled by Nathan’s voice. She looked up in puzzlement, her eyes clear and innocent. “Yes?” 

“Are you bored?” 

Suzanne shook her head. “No.” 

“Do you want something to eat?” Nathan stood up and walked away from his desk. “I’ll get you some fruit.” 

“No need, 1-” Suzanne’s voice trailed off as Nathan’s figure disappeared from the room. She felt a bit dumbfounded. 

Before long, Nathan returned with a plate of freshly cut fruit, placing it on the coffee table before sitting down next to Suzanne. 

He sat rather close, causing Suzanne to shift nervously in her seat as she glanced at the fruit on the table and then back at him. 

“Eat,” he said. 

Suzanne obediently picked up a fork and took a piece of pineapple, savoring its sweetness. She chewed le watching Nathan, her eyes filled with curiosity. 

Why did he bother to cut the fruit, bring it over, and then not eat any himself? Was he done with his work? Why was he watching her eat? 

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t, Suzanne locked eyes with Nathan, her gaze holding a nnocence and curiosity. She took another piece of fruit ‘Aren’t you going to eat?” 

chuckled lightly, his gaze warm as he replied, “No. You can them.” 

uzanne popped another juicy piece of fruit into her mouth and 

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mumbled, “Aren’t you busy?”