The Wrong Woman

Chapter 4

Nathan’s gaze was frosty and calm. “What do you mean?”

Suzanne bravely met his eyes. “Let’s get divorced.”

She had been in love with him for three years. All she had wanted was a pure relationship. Now that their marriage had been tainted, she refused to keep things going like this.

Nathan’s expression turned grim.

Behind him, Cole spoke up, displeased. “Suzanne York. 25 years old. From Phoenicia of Norvania. Has an alcoholic father prone to domestic violence and a mother and brother who are gamblers buried in debt.”

Suzanne shot Cole an astonished look.

Unconcerned, Cole continued, “You dropped out in ninth grade and were scammed by men online before working as an escort in a karaoke bar.

at 20 years old, you married an 80-year-old man and became a widow less than two years

best, had an elementary school education and have achieved nothing

treatments, and 32

got close to Mrs. Morrison on purpose. Then, you did everything you could to marry into her

down Suzanne’s back as

She was shocked.

already God’s gift to a

her clothes had been stripped away, leaving her with nothing but shame. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms painfully.

After all, he had only agreed to

a bitter smile, Suzanne explained, “Mr. Morrison, I lost my memory three years ago. I’ve heard bits

know why I made such terrible decisions, and I’m sorry you were forced to

not worthy of being your wife, so let’s get

slowly approached Suzanne. His imposing demeanor nearly suffocated her. Feeling nervous, she looked up and met

“I’ll let you know when I want a divorce.”

that

please

before,

scoffed. “How dare you