The Wrong Woman

The group of hooligans picked up their weapons and rushed at Nathan.

Suzanne felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She wanted to run over and take some hits for him.

Nathan was completely unfazed. He drew his gun calmly and pointed it at Jim.

Jim’s face paled instantly, and he started to tremble. He quickly shouted, “Stop! Don’t take another step.”

The rest of the gamblers scattered when they saw the gun. No one dared to stay around any longer.

In Norvania, only powerful people were allowed to carry guns legally. These weren’t the people they would want to cross.

Suzanne sighed in relief when she saw Nathan pull out a gun. So, that was why he was so calm. He had a gun on him.

Jim smiled obsequiously and said, “Sir, I was being presumptuous. You… may leave. I… 1 don’t want the money anymore.”

Suddenly, a commotion could be heard outside.

Nathan looked at the time on his watch. Ten minutes had just passed. His subordinates were

very punctual.

Nathan put away his gun. Jim thought he was safe. So, he sighed in relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The next moment, a large group of men in suits rushed in and instantly subdued all the hooligans.

“I’m sorry you had to experience that, General Morrison,” one of his subordinates came up to him and apologized politely.

Only one person in Norvania could summon such an impressive group of people, and that person was named General Morrison. It could be none other than Nathan Morrison, the leader of the Norvanian military.

Jim was dumbfounded, and his face paled. He got on his knees and begged for his life.

“General Morrison, please forgive me. I’ve learned from my mistake.”

Nathan ignored his pleas. He gave his subordinates an order. “Close this casino down and hand these people over to the police.”

“Yes, sir.”

His subordinates quickly went on to carry out his orders.

Nathan glanced at the dirty tables and frowned before he took his leave.

Suzanne followed behind him in a hurry. A feeling of admiration grew within her as she looked at his towering figure.

Her affection for him only grew although she knew he already loved another woman. She hated herself for being so weak.

After they left the casino, Suzanne got into Nathan’s car. Then, the driver drove them away.

Nathan understood that Suzanne could no longer go back to her family. They couldn’t go to Shovale either. He was afraid that she would talk about a divorce with his grandmother and upset her.

Ultimately, the car arrived at the Morrison Residence.

Suzanne didn’t want to get out of the car. She looked at the luxurious building that looked like a palace. She felt an indescribable pain in her heart and didn’t dare to walk into this

house on her own.

Nathan noticed her worried expression and took off his seatbelt. “Get out of the car. We’ll go in together.”

Suzanne grabbed his arm nervously. “Nathan, I don’t want to stay here. Can we go to Shovale instead?”

Nathan looked down and gazed at her arm coldly.

Suzanne realized she had crossed the line. So, she quickly withdrew her hand.

Nathan said in a cold and decisive tone, “This is your home.”

Home? She didn’t have a home with her family or his.

She felt a bitter pain welling up within her. It was suffocating her.

She said in a soft and defeated tone, “Nathan, why are you so cruel to me?”

Why would he trap her in a marriage like this if he didn’t love her? Why would he torment her with his emotions and family?

She didn’t even know why she had to suffer like this.

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