Halfway through dinner, Suzanne suddenly remembered the mess she’d left in the study and the


    bedroom. Hence, she hurriedly went upstairs to clean them up. After she was done, she returned


    downstairs to finish her meal.


    She wondered where Nathan and Cole had disappeared to after heading upstairs. Could Nathan


    possibly not wish to share a room with her since Sally was there, so he decided to rest in the guest


    room?


    That was highly likely.


    When Suzanne returned to the dining table, everyone had already finished their meals and left. She sat


    down dejectedly and continued eating. She couldn’t even taste her food due to her heavy mood.


    Over in the living room, after Sally set her phone down, she call in an anxious and urgent tone, “Mrs.


    Morrison, I just called Luca told me that Nate suffered a gunshot to his shoulderst night.


    “They had just extracted the bullet not too long ago. But Nate didi want to be hospitalized and insisted


    oning home.”


    Florence covered her mouth in shock as she teared up. “Last night? A. gunshot?”


    She put everything down and rushed up the stairs, sobbing as she cried aloud, “Oh my goodness! My


    son…”


    Sally followed after her and went upstairs too.


    Back in the dining room, Suzanne lowered her head. Her hands, gripping the cutleries, were frozen.


    She trembled all over, and her heart ached for him. Nervousness and unease took over her as a


    bted fear tightened its grip.


    By the time she looked up again, Florence and Sally had already vanished upstairs. A tightness


    clenched at her heart. She desperately wanted to see Nathan and check on how severe his injury was.


    Suzanne didn’t return to her room straight after dinner. Not wanting to see Nathan and Sally being


    intimate with each other, she went to take a stroll in the garden.


    She stayed outside, admiring the night viewte into the night, until she felt a little tired before she


    returned.


    As she pushed open the door to their room, she found the lights were turned on, but there was no one


    in sight.


    Suzanne shuffled her feet into the room, exhausted. Moving over to the bed, she sat down and


    slumped over to her side, letting out a long


    sigh.


    Why wasn’t Nathan in the room? It was already sote at


    Suzanne was certain he was in Sally’s room. She wonder nature of their rtionship. Was it


    polygamous?


    That thought made Suzanne feel awful. She was both aggrie saddened.


    All of a sudden, she heard the sound of the ss doors sliding o Suzanne’s eyes widened instantly as


    she looked at the balcony in


    confusion.


    he


    Nathan came in from the balcony, closing the ss doors behind him and drawing the curtains. He was


    in a set offy pajamas.


    From the back, Suzanne could see his broad shoulders and his neatly cropped hair. He looked


    effortlessly handsome.


    She couldn’t exin why she was taken over by nervousness, but her


    entire body was taut. So, she gulped dryly and tried to say something, but she didn’t know what to say.


    Nathan turned and walked in after drawing the curtains. He then switched on the air conditioner with a


    remote control and leaned against a shelf, fixing his deep and calm gaze on Suzanne.


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    When their eyes met, Suzanne was so nervous she felt like she couldn’t breathe. Her gaze slowly


    traveled from his shoulder up to his striking face.


    He had been shot yesterday and just had the bullet extracted. He should be in the hospital bed


    receiving treatment, so why did he insist oning back?


    Eaten up by worry, all she managed was to blurt out, “Does it hurt?”


    She was finally looking at him, finally speaking to him. A faint, bitter smile yed on Nathan’s lips.


    He’d been through all sorts of dangerous situations all the Bleeding and getting injured were


    commonce. Never on let out that he was in pain, nor did he fear death.


    But now, he just wanted Suzanne to show more concern for hi Hence, he made his voice sound weak


    and feeble, and he murm


    It hurts. A lot.”


    ears.


    he


    Suzanne nervously gripped the bedsheets tight. She had a mind walk up to him to check on his wound.


    But all it took was a split second of hesitation, and she held back the urge. She hadn’t even stood up


    from the bed.


    Nathan’s gaze on her was intense. She didn’t know what she should say, so she quickly looked away.