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Nathan's tender gaze rested upon Suzanne's lovely face. He spoke softly, yet with unwavering resolve, "Chubs, let's take things as they come. While it would be wonderful for you to regain your memories, we shouldn't risk lives."
"Let's get the best neurosurgeon." Suzanne pleaded with her eyes, blinking earnestly at him.
Nathan shook his head firmly. He wasn't prepared to let her take even a 0.01% risk.
"Let's discuss this later." Nathan redirected the conversation. "Are you hungry? Shall we go for dinner together?"
Suzanne nodded in agreement. Nathan rose from his seat and took her hand.
At that precise moment, the doorbell chimed.
The maid hurried to answer it and then turned back to Nathan, her nervous voice tinged, "Mr. Morrison, it's Mr. President and his secretary."
The two exchanged a glance. Nathan gently caressed Suzanne's head and softly said, "You go ahead and start dinner. I'll tend to Mr. President."
Suzanne nodded understandingly.
As the maid opened the door, Donald entered with a stern countenance, his presence commanding. He strode past Nathan, without uttering a word, headed directly to the study.
Nathan courteously greeted him, "Mr. President, you—"
Before Nathan could finish his sentence, Donald strode past him, brimming with anger. Nathan had no option but to follow him into the study.
Meanwhile, Suzanne made her way to the dining table, casting a glance back at the study. The secretary stood firm outside the door, projecting a stern demeanor that added to the tense atmosphere.
While anxiously waiting for Nathan's return, she fretted over the possibility of him facing repercussions.
In the study, Donald settled onto the sofa, his anger barely contained as he spoke, "I don't trust a word of the guided missile malfunction report you presented at the conference.
"Now, with just the two of us, tell me, what's really going on?"
Nathan took a seat across from him, maintaining his composure as he calmly offered, "Care for some coffee?"
Donald's expression darkened, his hands pressing firmly against his knees, his chest heaving with anger. "Nathan, don't try to fool me. The Edge Mark 1 missile's technology has long been honed to perfection. There's simply no room for error in the data, let alone such a staggering deviation.
"A missile intended for an unnamed desert should never end up in a neighboring country! You really messed up this time!"
"You've disgraced our entire nation. Have you seen the global outcry? How many countries are condemning us? Don't you feel any guilt?" Donald's voice trembled with fury.
Nathan's gaze remained resolute, his tone serious as he spoke deliberately, "Our missile failures are not unprecedented. Is dignity really that important?"
Donald slammed the table in anger, rising to his feet, his face as black as ink.
"Who do you think you are, Nathan? As the Defense General of Norvania, you have no right to utter such words!
"Do you even comprehend how we were trampled by other nations when we lacked missiles and advanced weaponry? Our islands, our hills, and our land were all snatched away from us! Don't you get it?
"We endured sanctions, isolation, and oppression all because we lacked the firepower to defend ourselves. Our military was weak, our defense systems outdated, and our strength insufficient."
Donald's fists clenched, his veins bulging, his eyes brimming with tears of frustration as he exclaimed, "Our once-proud missiles have become a laughingstock worldwide! Do you think that's insignificant? Are you suggesting that Norvania is defenseless and can be pushed around? Is that what you're implying?"
As Nathan witnessed the tears welling in Donald's eyes, a pang of sorrow pierced his heart. Yet, he harbored no regrets for his actions.
"Donald, you are well aware of Muzat's activities in recent years."
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“It’s a toxic nation, nurtured by the government’s support for opium growth. Now it’s the primary source of almost all the world’s
narcotics. And as its neighbor, we bear the full brunt of this drug
Scourge.
“Remember the 18 border guards forcibly dosed with drugs? They’re now trapped in a daily struggle, living in agony. In Norvania, we’ve got 20 million addicts, and that number keeps skyrocketing by the day!
“Despite the sacrifices of our anti-drug forces, we can’t seem to stop the relentless flow of drugs into our country.”
Donald sank into his seat heavily, his hand pressed to his forehead. His voice was thick with grief and frustration as he said, “What’s the use in wiping out just one drug den with a missile?
“It’s barely scratching the surface with Muzat. The heart of the
problem remains completely untouched.”
Nathan closed his eyes in sorrow and took a deep breath.
Donald’s tone softened a fraction. “I know you’re not one to act
rashly. Tell me, what drove you to this?”
Nathan covered his face with his hands, taking a deep breath before meeting Donald’s gaze with unwavering determination. “Yes, I did it because of personal reasons. Lucas, my colleague, and my
wife, Chubs, narrowly escaped death in Muzat recently. Their safe return. held me back.
“But now, it’s my brother. He’s poured his heart into Norvania’s anti- drug efforts, a true hero ready to give up everything.”
Nathan’s eyes welled with unshed tears as he spoke. “I’d rather see
him go
down with honor than endure the savage torture he’s suffered
for six grueling days and nights. That’s too cruel!
“My brother now lies in the hospital, barely clinging to life.”
His voice softened, choked with emotion. “I can’t tell how much
longer he’ll hold on, but if I don’t act for him today, I’d be failing as his.
brother.”
Donald’s expression darkened, his voice tense. “Is it Liam? Has he been undercover in Muzat all this time?”
Nathan’s throat tightened as he nodded.
Donald’s face paled with sadness and anger as he struck the sofal
with his fist.
After composing himself, Donald sighed heavily, “A nation’s defense capabilities are crucial. With enough military strength, even a nation. with a weak economy and sparse population can rise to
dominate the world. But we…”
Donald sighed in resignation, his hand covering his face. “We’re still in a position where we have to beg other countries for many of our
weapons.
“In recent years, our country has nurtured numerous talents, but they often choose not to return after studying abroad, opting instead for stronger nations’ offers.
“We’ve lost so many talented individuals,” Donald lamented, his expression tinged with regret. “I apologize for losing my composure. earlier. Your actions were indeed impulsive.”
Nathan nodded. “I’m willing to accept the punishments.”
Despite this incident becoming a global spectacle, it didn’t cause much harm in the end. Ending the largest drug operation at the border and delivering a precise blow to Muzat’s arrogance was a relief to
many.
Donald sighed again. “The compensation Muzat demands will be deducted from the military base’s allowance.”
Nathan agreed with a nod. “Understood.”
Donald changed the subject. “How’s the progress on the hydronium.
research?”
Nathan shook his head. “No progress yet.”
“And what about Mila Winkler?”
“Retired scientists from Sunteri have provided some leads. It’s likely that Mila Winkler has already passed away.”
Donald leaned back on the sofa, a headache creeping in as he sighed. “Even if we were to find Mila Winkler, she wouldn’t be of service to our
country.”
Standing up, Donald sighed deeply, “Well, perhaps it’s for the best. At least the world won’t witness the emergence of even more terrifying weapons.”
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As Donald exited the study, Nathan rose to his feet.
“Kind souls wield knives for self-defense, while bandits brandish them for global plunder,” Donald mused as he strolled away.
“General Morrison, I truly hope I would be able to witness Norvanial develop an unbeatable defense weapon, to shield our country from further humiliation. I’ve high hopes for you.” Donald expressed his heartfelt wish.
As Nathan escorted Donald out of Morrison Residence, he felt a pang of discomfort. Suzanne anxiously awaited at the dining table, her spirits stretched thin.
Upon Nathan’s return, Suzanne hurried over, her concern evident. Nate, did Mr. President give you a hard time? Did he scold you? Is he going to punish you?”
Though Nathan’s expression was grim, he managed a faint smile as he gently caressed her long hair. “No, everything’s fine. Don’t worry.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” Nathan affirmed.
Suzanne re
his h
up to touch his cheek, helicate fingers against e. It was a tender moment between them. Her
and warm, bringing him comfort.
ouldn’t help but cover her hand with his and gazed at her tionately.
She felt distressed. “You look so tired, darling. You’ve been so busy lately. You must be exhausted.”
“Chubs, there are things I can’t share with you. Thank you for not prying,” Nathan responded softly.
Suzanne smiled gently, her eyes filled with love and concern. “Dinner has been reheated three times. Let’s go eat.”
Nathan nodded and led her to the dining table.
That evening, Nathan toiled until the early hours. When he returned to their room, Suzanne had already fallen asleep in exhaustion.
The next morning, as usual, Suzanne arrived at the ICU ward of the hospital. After spending some time with Liam and consulting with the doctors about his condition, she handed over her ring to the doctor.
Initially, the doctor was against the idea of bringing the ring into the ward. But Suzanne insisted that the ring could awaken Liam’s will to survive, hence the doctor had no choice but to comply.
As Suzanne prepared to leave, a male doctor in a white coat suddenly blocked her path. When she saw his face clearly, Suzanne was slightly taken aback.
Oliver flashed a seductive smile, his dark eyes deep and enigmatic. Adjusting his glasses, he spoke softly, “What a coincidence, my dear ex-girlfriend.”
on of “ex-girlfriend” made Suzann
ause, her heart
a beat and a sense of panic creeping in.
e wasn’t Suzanne at all. Yet, Oliver claimed she was, even recalling her proficiency in eight languages.
Before losing her memory, Oliver already knew her. Pondering over it, Oliver was aware of her identity and understood her well. The crucial. point was that Oliver was a surgeon.
Suzanne unconsciously touched the back of her head, growing
increasingly flustered as goosebumps prickled her skin. It was chilling even to contemplate.
“Dr. Hoffis,” Suzanne greeted, feigning calmness. “Do you work at this hospital?”
Oliver smiled lightly, casually remarking, “Not exactly work, just here for a joint consultation.”
Suzanne’s heart skipped a beat again, her expression tinged with panic as she nervously swallowed.
He was the son of a billionaire and a renowned surgeon. He might have manipulated the two DNA test reports before.
She had previously suspected Nathan. But now, upon reflection, Oliver seemed more suspicious and more plausible. This man, akin to Sally, was exceedingly dangerous and terrifying.
Oliver frowned, gradually approaching Suzanne, his voice soft as he asked, “What’s wrong? You look pale. Are you feeling unwell?”
Oliver reached out to touch Suzanne’s forehead.
Suzanne stepped back, wary of him, her voice trembling slightly. “I have something to attend to. I’ll leave first.”
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Suzanne strode past Oliver, but he suddenly seized her arm and yanked her toward him. Irritated, Suzanne pushed his hand away.” What are you doing? Let me go!”
Oliver didn’t relent. Instead, he drew her closer. He cast affectionate glances her way, his voice smooth as silk as he said, “My dear ex- girlfriend, why the rush? I have something important to share.”
Despite her racing heart, Suzanne feigned composure. She narrowed her eyes and fixated on his hand as she snapped, “If you have something to say, spit it out. Release me and keep your hands to yourself!”
Nevertheless, Oliver didn’t budge. He leaned in closer, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Haven’t I explored every inch of your body over our years together?”
Suzanne clenched her jaw and shot him a glare, trying hard to hold back her frustration.
“We’ve been through so much together. I know your body better than anyone,” Oliver added.
If it weren’t for the gynecologist’s assurar
during her recent check- up that she was still a virgin, she might have fallen for his deceit. He was full of lies, and his audacity knew no bounds.
Suzanne yanked her arm forcefully. “Let go of me, now!”
However, Oliver only tightened his grip, pulling her into an embrace, his other arm encircling her waist, trapping her. He whispered in her ear, “I’ll have you, no matter what.”
Trembling with fear, Suzanne stammered, “If you don’t release me, I’ll
Before she could cry out for help, a tall figure charged toward them. With lightning speed, he twisted Oliver’s arm, and a crack sounded.
Oliver cried out in pain, quickly cradling his injured arm.
The next moment, Suzanne found herself enveloped by a strong embrace, her hands resting against a sturdy and warm chest. A familiar scent soothed her senses.
Looking up, she met Nathan’s reassuring gaze, and instantly, a sense
of calm washed over her, feeling safe in his presence.
Wasn’t he supposed to be busy? He hadn’t even had time to visit Liam. How had he ended up here?
“Nate!” Suzanne’s eyes softened as she looked up at Nathan, whose expression was now a mask of fury directed at Oliver, his gaze unwaveringly intense.
In discomfort, Oliver took a deep breath, gritting his teeth as he locked eyes with Nathan. “Do you really think being the general of Norvania gives you free rein?”
Nathan’s response was crisp and cold. “W
it it does?”
Oliver erupted, his voice booming. “You stormed into my house and attacked me last time. I let it slide. But this time, deliberately causing harm? I won’t let it pass.”
Nathan sneered, his words laced with scorn. “Harassing my wife in public? I could legally shoot you in self-defense.”
Speechless, Oliver paled slightly, his eyes gleaming with defiant fury. Against Nathan’s imposing presence, he felt utterly powerless, like a mere insect challenging a towering oak tree.
In defeat, he gritted his teeth, cradling his injured arm, and muttered,
Time will tell. Just you wait.” With a sharp turn, Oliver stormed off toward the orthopedic ward, seething with resentment.
Suzanne continued to gaze at Nathan, her eyes filled with infatuation. She admired the alluring Adam’s apple beneath his chin, the subtle stubble, and the strong contours of his face.
It was a perfect embodiment of masculinity, which was captivating.
Meeting Suzanne’s tender and entranced gaze, Nathan’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he spoke with gentle, airy tones, “Chubs, enough of staring.”
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Suzanne snapped back to reality, feeling a wave of embarrassment and shyness as she averted her gaze. She quickly disengaged from Nathan’s embrace.
Her cheeks flushed with warmth as she questioned, “Aren’t you busy? Why are you here?”
Nathan replied, “I just finished up.”
“Okay,” Suzanne responded quietly.
Taking her hand in his, Nathan led her toward the monitoring room. Come with me to check on Liam again.”
As they walked side by side, Suzanne couldn’t help but be fixated on their intertwined hands. Her heart fluttered with warmth, her palm tingling with anticipation, her pulse quickening.
her hand so
She still hadn’t quite adjusted to Nathan hold intimately. It felt like a delightful surprise each time.
Outside the monitoring room, Nathan’s gaze was solemn as he observed Liam inside. His voice carried a weight as he asked, “Any improvement in Liam’s condition?”
Suzanne shook her head slightly. “No, the doctor said it’s a miracle he held on this long.”
Nathan’s eyes filled with sadness as he uttered, “Miracles can still happen.”
“Yeah, they can,” Suzanne agreed in a hushed tone.
The two of them stood in silence, keeping vigil over Liam for a long time.
to the days that followed, Nathan remained preoccupied with national
affairs
One sunny morning, Suzanne was taking a stroll through the garden in Sudvilla. She was enjoying the warmth of the sun when her phone suddenly rang. Suzanne took it out and answered the call,
On the other end of the call, Sienna’s voice sounded urgent. “Suzanne, quick, tune into the Citizen’s Broadcast.”
“What broadcast?” Suzanne asked in puzzlement.
“It’s on the news channel, an interview program on the citizens. Look
up quickly,” Sienna urged.
After hanging up, Suzanne immediately searched and watched the latest episode of the program as Sienna had instructed.
When she saw the three people being interviewed in the studio, she froze.
The host was conducting an interview, and the interviewees were none other than her family. Or, to be exact, Dario, Samuel, and Betty from the York family.
The program focused on the three of them accusing Suzanne of joining the wealthy elite, neglecting Dario and Betty, as well as physically assaulting Samuel. They also claimed that Suzanne cut ties with the York family and branded her as ingrate.
More shockingly, they delved into her past, accusing her of dropping. out of junior high school to elope with a man, working as an escort in. bars, and providing services in seedy establishments, which allegedly led to her illness at a young age.
They even disclosed that Suzanne married an elderly man for his
wealth and claimed she returned to Norvania to seduce the general and marry the rich through deceitful means.
The York family also revealed Suzanne’s marriage to Nathan, the Defense General of Norvania. They spun scandalous tales about her, shocking the entire Norvania media and dominating the headlines.
Suzanne watched the program, seething with anger as tears streamed down her face. Her family’s actions were despicable!
They tarnished Nathan’s reputation worldwide, subjecting Suzanne to public scrutiny in Norvania, and disgracing the Morrison family.
With trembling fingers, Suzanne tried to call Betty, but it went straight to voicemail. She hurried back to the living room, sinking onto the sofa, and anxiously dialed Sienna’s number.
Struggling to speak, she managed to say, “Sienna, what should I do? They’re all despicable.”
Trying to calm Suzanne down, Sienna said, “Let’s take a moment to think calmly. Don’t panic.”
Furious and overwhelmed with emotion, Suzanne exclaimed, “I never thought they’d stoop this low! Now, the whole country sees Nathan’s wife as nothing but a woman with a tainted reputation.
“What about his honor? What about the reputation of the Morrison family?”
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“You could deny the marriage and quietly divorce Nathan, or reveal your true identity,” Sienna suggested
Leaning against the sofa, Suzanne pressed her hand against her
forehead as tears gathered in her eyes. “I promised Nathan I wouldn’t mention divorce.”
“Then you must reveal your identity to prove you’re not Suzanne,” Sienna insisted.
Suzanne shook her head in resignation. “I can’t. I haven’t found the mastermind behind this conspiracy and discovered my true identity. I can’t expose myself.”
“What should we do then?” Sienna asked.
Taking a deep breath and wiping away her tears, Suzanne made her decision. “I’m going to tell Nathan. He’ll belie me, and he’s the only one who can resolve this.”
“Is he home?”
e felt helpless. “No, he’s at the frontiers.”
m back. And be cautious when you’re out. You might be ushed,” Sienna advised.
Suzanne responded, “Okay, I understand.”
After ending the call, Suzanne prepared to dial Nathan’s number when Samuel called. Taking another deep breath, Suzanne answered the call, her voice trembling with anger.
Samuel’s smug tone rang through the line. “My dear little sister, did you catch the live news broadcast? Quite sensational, isn’t it?”
Trembling. Suzanne gripped her clothes tightly. “Samuel, have you lost your mind? Why would you do this? Why…”
Samuel laughed triumphantly. “I’ve tarnished your reputation. Are you scared now?”
Suzanne had never been worried about herself. Her concern lay solely with Nathan’s reputation. The tarnished history beneath this identity. threatened to besmirch Nathan and ruin his career. She had always feared the impact on him.
“Aren’t you afraid of the consequences?” Suzanne asked through. clenched teeth.
Samuel’s sneer cut through the tension. “Why would I be afraid? The whole world knows we’re linked to the General.
“If anything happens to us after we’ve spilled your secrets on TV, Nathan won’t be able to escape!”
Suzanne quivered with rage, her emotions heavy with suppressed tears. She felt utterly lost and unsure of he ext move when faced with these shameless rascals.
Then Samuel’s tone softened unexpectedly. “Dear sister. Perhaps uld grease my palm if you want to dodge more scandal.
help you navigate this storm, and salvage your reputation. What you say?”
Suzanne let out a cold snort.
“Don’t get too cocky. Just wait, there’s a lot more explosive material coming your way. The new social media accounts we made have skyrocketed to tens of thousands of followers.
“Everyone is eagerly waiting to hear the scandalous tales of the General’s wife!” Samuel cackled.
“And if you won’t pay up, we’ll still manage to cash in on the traffic dividends using you.”
Furious, Suzanne ended the call and checked the latest online trends. What she discovered was a flood of vicious rumors, a toxic mix of truth and lies, aimed at tearing her down.
It was enough to drive Suzanne to the edge of despair.
Her details and photos were strewn across the web, along with her identity as the charitable artist, Inkwell. The relentless barrage of online abuse left Suzanne feeling utterly defeated.
At that moment, her phone buzzed. Opening WhatsApp, she found messages from her in-laws.
Florence asked, “Suzanne, what’s happening with your family? Have they lost their minds?”
Gary, too, demanded, “Ridiculous. Come back home with Nathan.”
Wendy chimed in, “Are you online? Have you seen this? Get Nathan to step in quickly! If this continues, it won’t jus. arm Nathan, but our whole family will suffer because of you.”
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There was still a lot more information in the live stream.
Suzanne couldn’t bear it any longer. She lay sprawled on the sofa, her mind in chaos while her tears brimmed. At this moment, she yearned for Nathan more than ever.
If things escalated, she might have to unveil her true identity. But in the face of two compelling DNA test reports, no one would believe her words. The law itself seemed skeptical, let alone the online trolls.
Her phone buzzed. Suzanne picked it up, and there was a message from Samuel.
“Dear sister, Mom, and Dad demand 80 million dollars in alimony. You deal with it.”
With a forceful slam, Suzanne hurled her phone to the floor. She lay on the sofa with her eyes shut. Her body trembled, and her stomach twisted with anger and pain.
‘Who am I? What is my true identity?” she cried inwardly, drowning in sorrow and indignation.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, night fell. Nathan disembarked rom the plane with his two assistants and hastened back to Sudvilla.
Entering the house, he found the living room shrouded in darkness. He switched on the lights as he stepped in.
On his way into the living room, he noticed the shattered phone on the loor. He picked it up and set it on the coffee table.
lis warm gaze fell upon Suzanne, who was sleeping on the couch, er face tear-stained.
Nathan knelt slowly with his tender and affectionate gaze fixed on Suzanne’s serene sleeping face. Seeing the traces of her tears,
Nathan’s heart twinged with pain.
She was meant to be a cherished and joyful gem of the Hoffis family. Yet, she had been subjected to so much suffering and injustice.
With a heavy heart, Nathan wiped away Suzanne’s tears. As soon as he glimpsed the online information, he swiftly returned by plane. He hadn’t expected her to still see the news.
Nathan cautiously reached out to lift her, but as soon as he touched her, she opened her tearful eyes.
At the sight of Nathan’s face, Suzanne’s tears flowed anew. She swiftly sat up, threw herself into his arms, and hugged him tightly. She buried her face in his shoulders and wept.
“Nathan, you’re back?”
Upon hearing her anxious sobs, Nathan’s heart swelled with
compassion. He gently stroked her hair to soother, saying, “I’m here now, don’t be afraid.”
Suzanne choked up as she spoke, The York family is despicable. I don’t mind them destroying me; I’m not afraid of them at all!
“But they’re doing this to ruin your reputation, making you a laughingstock worldwide!”
With each word, Suzanne’s anger flared until she couldn’t hold back her tears any longer. “What should we do? Everyone on the internet is attacking me and mocking you, as well as the Morrison family!”
Nathan sat on the couch and drew Suzanne onto his lap. He embraced her and murmured, “Don’t worry, leave this to me.”
Suzanne closed her eyes and rested her face against his chest. She
Suzanne paused, niffing back her rare Aher a morbent of
contemplation, she hesitantly spoke Nathan, if told you I’m mos Sudane, would you bebeve me?
Taken aback by her words, Nathanize in surprise
Suzanne straightened up from his
brace har sincere gaze meeting
am but now im not Suzanne
his, as she said don’t know who Those two authoritative DNA reports are fake. Do you believe me?!
Furrowing his brow, Nathan’s expression darkened. He thought only he knew, but it seemned Suzanne had found out too.
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As Nathan sat there bewildered, Suzanne reached out and took his hand. “Come with me,” she said softly.
Nathan followed her upstairs. He was pulled along the way by her.
Once inside the bedroom, Suzanne locked the door and guided Nathan to the edge of the bed.
“Have a seat.” Suzanne’s voice quivered nervously.
Nathan complied, his gaze reflecting a hint of confusion as he looked at Suzanne. He noticed the flush on her cheeks, her once-clear eyes now tinged with shyness and hesitation, with a nervousness that hinted at mischief.
With a gentle touch, she pressed her hands on Nathan’s shoulders, gently pushing him down onto the bed.
Leaning over him, Suzanne’s breath was uneve s she whispered, “I don’t know how to explain this to you. I secretly checked the DNA between me and Betty. I’m not her biological daughter.
“You may have suspected that Suzanne is their adopted daughter. But I’m truly not Suzanne. The doctor confirmed I’m still a virgin.” Suzanne’s voice trailed off, her embarrassment evident as her cheeks flushed crimson.
She lay atop Nathan, her fingers trembling as she slowly undid his shirt buttons, her breath quickening. “Let me prove it to you, I…”
Nathan’s gaze intensified, his throat tightening as he firmly grasped Suzanne’s hand.
His heart raced, though he tried to appear composed. “Chubs, I believe you, but don’t feel the need to prove yourself this way.”
Suzanne blinked in surprise and looked at him with wide eyes.
Nathan shifted, positioning himself above Suzanne, his hand supporting his weight as he looked down at her.
Even the simplest gestures of Suzanne’s flirtation left him parched, his mind racing and his body burning with a heat that felt almost suffocating.
His usually composed voice took on a husky edge. “We’re husband and wife. Our closeness should be a celebration of our love, not a test of innocence.”
Suzanne, feeling bashful, avoided his gaze. “I’m sorry. I was afraid you wouldn’t believe me because I had destroyed the report.”
Nathan leaned over and gently kissed her forehead. “I trust you, but you must keep this between us. For now, you must continue to be Suzanne.”
Suzanne nodded. “I know. I haven’t uncovered my true identity yet, nor have I found the one pulling the strings behind. scenes.
“I’m in the light, while my enemies remain hidden. I’ll be in danger if they find out.”
Nathan smiled softly. “Smart.”
“What about the public backlash caused by the York family?” Suzanne inquired.
Nathan interjected, “I’ll handle it. Don’t need to worry about it.”
After a moment of silence, Suzanne spoke softly, “Nathan, I’m not Suzanne, so our marriage isn’t valid.
Nathan’s expression darkened, his voice turning cold. “What are you getting at?”
Suzanne pursed her lips, a faint smile on her face as she shook her head. “Nothing specific, just speaking my mind.”
Nathan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then reached to
unbutton her clothes.
Suzanne nervously gripped his hand. “You-”
Nathan’s tone turned sour and displeased. “Solidify our marital
status, have a few babies, and then I’ll have you firmly tied down.”
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Suzanne turned her face away as Nathan leaned in for a kiss. His lips. grazed the corner of her mouth as she nervously murmured,” I need to take a shower.”
Suzanne’s body flushed with warmth, her cheeks burning with
embarrassment as she avoided his gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her heart pounding with unusual intensity.
Nathan closed his eyes and took a deep breath before rising from the bed. Suzanne sat up and hurried to the bathroom without a word.
Once inside, she immediately turned on the shower, trying to calm her racing heart as she took a deep breath.
What had to happen would eventually happen, she reasoned. Since she’d already confided in Nathan, he shouldn’t be bothered by her state.
With fewer worries, Suzanne washed herself
oughly. After all, it
was her first time, and she wanted to leave them both with a beautiful
memory.
Thirty minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom in clean pajamas. But Nathan was nowhere to be found.
After searching the balcony and dressing room to no avail, her heart sank. She wondered if he was occupied or if he had fled.
Suzanne left the bedroom and approached the study. The door was opened with Nathan seated at the desk, engrossing in documents.
She raised her hand and considered knocking, but ultimately decided against it. Suzanne realized there was no rush.
n the study, Nathan caught sight of Suzanne at the door, his mind
elsewhere as he blankly stared at the papers spread out before him.
It wasn’t until Suzanne began to leave that he lifted his head and watched her departure with a heavy heart.
Nathan put aside the documents and closed his eyes. He sank back into his chair and took deep breaths in an attempt to calm the turmoil
inside him.
Leaving abruptly wasn’t his usual approach. But he chose to flee to spare Suzanne from pain. Suzanne was right. Once her true identity was revealed, their marriage would become void.
In a nullified marriage, he had no claim to touch her. Until he was sure of Suzanne’s feelings, he couldn’t risk causing her any harm.
That night, Nathan avoided stepping foot into their bedroom. Meanwhile, Suzanne tossed and turned, unable to find peace.
The next morning, Suzanne woke only to find the space beside her remained vacant. She got up and freshened herself before exiting the
room.
Once she arrived in the living room, she inquired of the maid, “Have you seen Nathan?”
The maid replied, “Mr. Morrison went out after breakfast.”
“And where did he spend the night?” Suzanne asked.
“In the guest room.”
Suzanne’s lips tightened with bitterness as she nodded.
The maid continued, “Mr. Morrison instructed that Madam should
stay in since many reporters are waiting outside. If Madam insists on leaving, you should go with the bodyguards.”
“Alright, I understand,” Suzanne responded listlessly.
She walked to the dining table and began eating breakfast. While eating, she checked the news on her phone. Yesterday’s scandals about her were making headlines, but today, there was no trace of them anywhere.
Suzanne searched the entire internet, using keywords like “General’s wife”, “Suzanne York”, and “the York family”, but there was no sign of any of it. It was as if it had all been a figment of her imagination, a dream that never truly occurred.
Nathan’s capability in purging the internet amazed her. Yet, despite his efforts, the gossip mill continued to churn.
Just then, Suzanne’s phone rang. She answered, “Hello.”
“Hello, I’m from the Norvania News. May I speak to Ms. York?”
Without a word, Suzanne promptly ended the call. Moments later, the phone rang again. She hesitated briefly before answering in silence!
The voice on the other end persisted, “Hello, I’m from the Citizen Channel…”
Chapter 250
Chapter 250
Suzanne ended the call once again.
Almost immediately, her phone buzzed incessantly with incoming calls and messages. Despite the internet being scoured clean, those determined individuals had managed to leak her number.
In less than ten minutes, a barrage of calls bombarded her, accompanied by an onslaught of messages. Suzanne’s breath quickened, and her nerves were stretched thin.
She hastily powered off her phone, her appetite for breakfast completely gone. She felt like she was teetering on the edge of madness, her hands cradling her head as she sank into deep thought.
The weight of the situation threatened to overwhelm her, and she worried about the potential impact on Nathan.
“Madam, are you all right?” the maid asked, concern etched on her face.
Suzanne shook her head silently..
“Don’t worry, Madam, Mr. Morrison has everything under control,” the maid reassured her. Suzanne fell silent for a moment before decisively grabbing her phone and striding upstairs.
In her room, she closed the door, powered on her device, and dialed Samuel’s number. Within seconds, Samuel answered the call. “Well, well, if it isn’t my little sister?”
Suzanne held back tears as she spoke, her words deliberate. “What exactly do you want?”
“Didn’t I make myself clear yesterday? Eighty million dollars in
alimony, all in one go.”
Suzanne felt a sharp pang in her chest. “I don’t have it.”
“But you’re the renowned Inkwell. Just sell a few artworks, and you’d have tens of millions,” Samuel snapped.
“Even if you don’t, isn’t there still Nathan? Even a fraction of his
wealth is worth more than 80 million dollars.
“Look at you and your husband, wealthy and powerful, yet you don’t even care about your own family! Is that acceptable?”
After venting for a moment, Samuel’s tone grew even more arrogant. I went all the way to the border, hoping to secure a position through Nathan. However, he treated me like a dog, casting me aside with no regard. Suzanne, I won’t tolerate this indignity!”
Suzanne clenched her teeth in anger. “So, you put our parents on TV, stirred up trouble, reduced me to nothing, and exposed me entirely. Now, you even gave my contact information to the media?”
Samuel’s response was terse. “I’ve given yo plenty of chances, but you’ve left me no choice.”
Suzanne stepped out onto the balcony, her grip tight on the railing as she watched the clouds drift lazily across the sky, her vexation palpable. “Are there others involved in this affair?”
Samuel hesitated momentarily before firing back, “Who else could be involved?”
Suzanne composed herself, her tone softening. “Samuel, I may not match your tactics, but remember, I’m not alone. I have a husband.”
Samuel let out a derisive laugh.
“My husband is none other than Nathan Morrison,” Suzanne asserted. “Don’t underestimate him.”
Samuel scoffed, “I have the national media backing me, and the world’s attention is fixed on my every move. Do you honestly believe ! fear him?”
“Check online and see where are all your attention.” Suzanne reminded him sternly, before ending the call.
After powering off her phone, she settled into a wicker chair and silently watched the scenery outside. Her emotions were weighed down by the gravity of the situation.
At that moment, Suzanne yearned fervently to reclaim her memories, to break free from the clutches of the York family.
Nathan was out for some matter. She had faith that he would resolve the matter, potentially spelling the York family’s downfall. Suzanne resolved to wait patiently at home.
As the night grew still, Suzanne remained indoors all day, with Nathan yet to return even by midnight.
She refrained from checking her phone, dreadi. a deluge of calls and messages. Nor did she venture to ask about Nathan’s whereabouts, opting instead to wait until she drifted into slumber.
By the morning of the third day, a maid rushed to Suzanne in distress. ‘Madam, your mother is outside the gates of Imperial Heights and she’s kneeling with a banner. You must go and check on it!”