The Wrong Woman

Chapter 184

Suzanne’s body stiffened. Then, she tried to push him away

in frustration.

However, the more she resisted, the tighter Nathan held

her. He hugged her tightly and buried his face her hair.

As he took in the light scent on her body, he said with a pained voice, “Let’s not get divorced, Suzy. Please?”

Fighting back tears in his embrace, Suzanne still shook her

head in refusal.

Nathan gradually closed his moist and bloodshot eyes. He

couldn’t calm himself at all.

First, it was Sally’s departure. Now, it’s Suzanne wanting a

divorce. The pain was endless.

He’d been stabbed and shot before, but physical pains were nothing compared to the pain he’d received in the form of

heartache.

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Nathan held Suzanne tightly. He eased the discomfort in his heart and suppressed his emotions before asking, “We’ve been married for almost half a year. Have you ever liked me?

She liked him and even loved him, but her heart had been broken too many times in the past six months. Each

heartbreak felt worse and more painful than the last.

She didn’t want to stoop so low as to love a man who didn’t love her back anymore. Besides, with how deeply in love he was with Sally, there would never be room for in his

heart.

Suzanne sniffled and straightened her body slightly.”

Never,” she said coldly.

It was as if a sharp blade had pierced through Nathan’s chest and into his heart. The excruciating pain he felt gradually intensified.

He didn’t say anything else. He drew a deep breath and failed to ease the pain in his heart. Slowly, he released

Suzanne from his embrace and took a step back.

His eyes were bloodshot, but his voice remained still and calm. “Have you thought it through?”

She lowered her head and affirmed coldly, “I have. I’ve

made up my mind, and this time I won’t waver.”

He tightened his fists, and his breathing grew heavier. He stared fixedly at her emotionless expression and asked, ”

Where is the document?”

Suzanne was startled. Understanding what he meant, she turned and headed toward her room. She then returned

with a new divorce agreement and a pen, placing them on

the table.

From Nathan’s point of view, love had never been all there was to life.

He used to love Sally to the point where he was physically

unwell when they broke up. He’d recovered from that despite being in pain for years.

It’s just a divorce. What is there to be afraid of?

He picked up the pen and leaned over the table. Then, he

signed his name on the paper without any hesitation.

After putting down the pen, he turned to leave indifferently.

Suzanne stood frozen in place. A wave of sadness washed over her the minute she watched him sign the document.

The divorce was her idea, but all the mental preparation she made was useless. The heartbreak she felt wasn’t

diminished in the slightest. If anything, it was a hundred times worse than’she’d imagined.

She stood there quietly and unmoving. Tears blurred her vision and dampened her cheeks. She didn’t cry. She just

couldn’t control her tear ducts or suppress the pain in her

heart.

Sienna walked in. She noticed the signed divorce agreement on the table and immediately understood. Pulling her friend into an embrace, she rubbed her back sympathetically.

“It’s okay to cry if you feel like it,” she said gem

Suzanne shut her eyes and leaned listlessly against her shoulder. Her heart ached, but she couldn’t bring herself to

cry.

When utterly heartbroken, sometimes there was no energy left to even cry. All that remained was the broken and

hollow shell of a person.