The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 172

The realization of Nathan's worry about her late return without prior notice stirred a mixture of guilt and nervousness within Suzanne.

Approaching Suzanne with deliberate steps, Nathan's gaze held a depth that seemed to elude comprehension. "Have you been out of town?" he inquired gently.

Suzanne's heart skipped a beat as she watched him, her mind swirling with questions.

"How would he possibly know? Could he have tracked me?" she pondered, though she had settled all expenses at the hospital, leaving no trace of her whereabouts.

Observing her suspicious expression, Nathan's lips curled slightly as he pointed to the departing vehicle. "The cab from other cities have issues with local traffic regulations. They rarely pick up passengers in Phoenicia," he explained.

Suzanne turned her head to glance at the distant vehicle, suddenly comprehending the situation. She nodded in acknowledgment. "Yes."

"Do you mind sharing the reason for your trip?"

"No," came Suzanne's immediate reply.

Nathan felt a sharp pang in his heart at her firm response. Further questioning seemed futile. In a marriage, the absence of complete honesty only hints at a deeper disconnect.

With a tinge of disappointment, Nathan gently took her hand and led her back. "Let's go inside," he murmured.

Suzanne was guided by his warm and steady grasp as they entered Morrison Residence. His touch filled her heart with warmth and sweetness, enveloping her in a sense of surreal happiness.

Though Nathan had always walked briskly, his steps now were slow and deliberate as they covered the short distance in a matter of minutes.

Upon reaching the bedroom door, Nathan paused for a few seconds before releasing her hand.

"You..." Suzanne's voice trailed off as Nathan silenced her with a kiss.

With a swift motion, Nathan kicked the door shut behind him, then lifted Suzanne by her waist to his level, pressing her against the door as his kiss intensified.

Suzanne gasped in astonishment, feeling his embrace enveloping her completely, her feet lifted off the ground as he held her against the door, allowing her clueless hands to cling to his broad shoulders.

She was completely taken aback.

His kiss was passionate and unrestrained. It was as if a whirlwind of desire threatened to consume her entirely, leaving her breathless and lost in his fiery passion.

His powerful physique radiated heat and strength, his primal energy pulsating with intensity. His kiss descended upon her like a raging storm, wild and untamed, catching her off guard with its raw fervor and rugged allure.