The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 5

Suzanne struggled to breathe, overwhelmed by his dominance. “Please don’t force me to do something I don’t want to.” 

Nathan narrowed his eyes at her. 

Her flawless, charming face reminded him of what Sally had looked like as a child. 

In a daze, he gave her a meaningful smile. “I admit you’ve done a great job at making your face look like hers as a child. No wonder Grandma likes you so much.” 

Hers as a child? 

Suzanne wondered who he was referring to. 

While she was distracted, Nathan calmly replied, “Alright, I agree.” 

With that, he turned around and left with Cole. 

Suzanne was dumbfounded by his reply. She didn’t understand what Nathan had agreed to. 

Had he agreed to the divorce or to live together as husband and wife? 

… 

Night fell, and a gentle breeze swept through the room. 

Cole brought dinner to Suzanne’s room. After she finished eating, Suzanne found a book on military strategies and kept herself entertained until late at night. 

When she finally felt tired, she decided to take a shower. When she finished half an hour later, she realized that she had no clean clothes to change into. 

So she washed her dirty clothes and hung them along the bathroom window to dry before wrapping a towel around her body and stepping out. 

She froze at the sight in front of her, her face burning instantly. 

Nathan had just taken off his shirt, exposing his chiseled body. The faint scars on his body added to his masculinity. 

Suzanne was surprised by the sudden sight and didn’t know how to react. 

Nathan furrowed his brows at her. Her visibly flushed cheeks and innocent eyes didn’t seem like an act. 

His eyes landed on her exposed shoulders before trailing down her smooth legs. 

He was impressed by her doctor’s skills. Despite her numerous cosmetic procedures, her figure and appearance still looked captivating, but in a natural way. 

Averting his eyes, Nathan cleared his throat and fetched a set of casual sportswear from his closet before walking toward the bathroom. 

When he reached her side, he stuffed the clothes into her arms. 

Startled, she immediately clutched the clothes tightly. 

She was confused by his actions until she heard his command. “Put them on.” 

Suzanne spun around and watched Nathan walk toward the bathroom. “What are you doing in my room, Mr. Morrison?” 

With his back facing her, he retorted, “Who was the one who asked to live together as husband and wife?”