Suzanne fixed her gaze on Nathan’s bandaged shoulder, not daring to look anywhere else. She felt a


    subtle warmth radiating off her entire body as her fingers trembled ever so slightly.


    The room was so silent she could almost hear her own heartbeat.


    There was something off about Nathan too. She could feel his’ fiery gaze locked on her, and his


    labored breathing matched the rise and fall of his chest. Perhaps it was because of the pain, he sat bolt


    upright, unmoving.


    Suzanne had to inch closer as he was seated on the bed, causing his gaze to fall ufortably on her


    chest. She shifted slightly to the


    side.


    “I’ll remove the gauze now. Tell me if it hurts,” Suzanne said softly. He could hear her concern for him in


    her voice.


    Nathan hummed in response, his Adam’s apple bobbing in


    Suzanne slowly peeled the gauze off his wound, but as it w tightly, it pulled on his skin. She carefully


    removed it with both as she was worried that she might cause him pain.


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    Without even noticing it, she had already bent forward and lower her head to blow lightly on the


    exposed wound.


    She didn’t know that the slight pain caused by the peeling of the gauze was nothing to Nathan. The


    action of her blowing on the wound, however, made him restless and uneasy.


    Suzanne had a faint and enticing fragrance around her, and several strands of her hair lightly brushed


    against his face and his shoulders. An internal turmoil raged within Nathan, causing him to tighten the


    hands on hisp into fists.


    When Suzanne finally removed the gauze, she noticed the wound was still bleeding. Though it was


    already stitched up, it was still a horrifying sight. It hurt her to see him suffering such an injury.


    She teared up at the thought of how if the bullet were to hit him just a little lower, it would have hit his


    heart.


    After disinfecting the wound with some iodine, she applied fresh medication and reced the gauze.


    When Nathan slowly turned to look at her, she quickly lowered her head so that her face was covered


    by her hair. She took several deep breaths to force back the tears in her eyes.


    Nathan’s intense gaze was locked on Suzanne’s side profile. They were like bottomless abysses


    wanting to draw her into their depths.


    He felt no pain. The only thing he felt was her soft fingertips brushing across his skin ever so lightly,


    causing his whole body to tens His heart raced.


    As she focused on tending to his wound, he was absorbed in star


    at her.


    Time ticked by as they basked in the blissful and warm interaction. However, there was also an


    indescribable agony lurking just beyond


    reach.


    Nathan did all he could to suppress the urge, clenching his fists ever so tightly. He was afraid that he


    might scare her if he lost control. His mind had been in utter disarray since the day Suzanne brought up


    her


    wish for a divorce.


    For the past half a month, he would asionally forget about her when he was busy with work.


    Thoughts of her would not intrude his mind when he contemted matters of the nation.


    However, when night fell, and all was quiet, he would go mad thinking about her. Her adorable face and


    watery eyes would upy every


    crevice of his mind.


    He was starting to think he liked Suzanne for her face, which resembled Sally’s in her younger days.


    He’d asked himself if his taste in women had remained unchanging


    and that he preferred women who looked more youthful. Yet, he found that he admired her for her


    talent, her knowledge, and her gentle personality even more.


    Nathan wasn’t sure if that was love.


    After bandaging his wound up, Suzanne cleared the medications from the bed and ced them on the


    bedside table. But the moment she turned around, her gaze met his, and she saw the scorching


    intensity


    in them.


    Flustered, her heart seemed to skip a beat. She had no idea why Nathan was staring at her like that.


    In her mess of anxiety, she hurriedly picked up his shirt and hande to him, urging, “You should put them


    on. The air-conditioning is o You might catch a cold.”


    As Nathan reached out for his shirt, his grip on her wrist suddenly tightened, and he gave her a sharp


    tug. Suzanne was caught off guard


    and fell onto him.


    The moment she was pressed against his chest, Nathan’s arm went around her waist and flipped her


    around so that she was on the bed,


    beneath him.