Why wasn’t Suzanne here yet? Did she not want toe?


    A whileter, there was a knock on the door.


    Nathan immediately set his phone down and adjusted his cor. Hel shifted his posture and sat upright.


    He had a sweet smile on his lips as he looked anticipatingly toward the person who was about to enter


    the door.


    In a split moment, his excitement plummeted down to a dark pit.


    The one who entered wasn’t Suzanne-it was Cole.


    “What do you n to do by asking Ms. Hoffis toe over, sir?”


    Nathan’s expression was solemn. “The task I assigned to you had yet to bepleted after such a


    long time. How long would I have to wait if I didn’t personally get involved?”


    Now understanding the situation, Colowered his head guiltily and apologized, “Sorry, sir.”


    Nathan got up and slowly walked to the door. He stood in the long


    ay and nced at the elevators.


    art gradually sank. The wait slowly turned agonizing..


    e walked to his side and asked in a low voice, “What do we do now?”


    “Her toothbrush, any used tissues, her hair, or find some opportunity to cut her finger open. Use any


    means necessary. Just get me that DNA sample as soon as possible.”


    “Yes, sir.”


    Nathan remained frozen in ce, looking toward the wide and empty walkway.


    Cole stood beside him for a while before casting a curious nce at his depressed demeanor. Then, he


    followed his gaze to the end of the hall.


    “What are you looking at, sir?” he asked.


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    Feeling dejected, Nathan didn’t respond.


    “Are you waiting for Mrs. Morrison?”


    He retracted his gaze and wordlessly returned to the room with Cole tailing behind him.


    Nathan sat on the couch and leanedzily against the backrest. His long arms stretched along the back


    of the furniture, and his fingers drummed rhythmically. He turned his head to look at the view outside


    the balcony.


    He looked horrible, and his eyes were dull. Even as he sat in silence, it was incredibly obvious that he


    was sac d dejected.


    Cole’s mood was affected as well. He lowered his voice and asked, ” Do you need me to get Mrs.


    Morrison, sir?”


    “No.” There wasn’t a hint of warmth in his voice.


    nned the table. His meal and medication were both ched.


    was certain that Nathan was waiting for his wife. It was obvious that he adored Suzanne. But s, he


    wasn’t the best at expressing how he felt.


    “I’ll be heading back if there’s nothing else, sir.” He nodded.


    Nathan hummed lightly in response.


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    He waited for the entire day, but there was still no sight of Suzanne. He didn’t receive a single text or


    call from her, either.


    He waited listlessly on the sofa until nightfall, only for Cole to show up again.


    “General, Mrs. Morrison asked the soldiers to send her to the airport a few hours ago,” he said. “She’s


    on a flight back to Phoenicia right now.


    The corner of his lips twitched bitterly but he remained silent.


    Loving a woman who didn’t love him back was a terrible feeling.


    When he was younger, he had a crush on the girl next door who treated him like her brother. Now, he


    was in love with a woman who


    his wife on paper.


    was or


    Was he not deserving of love?


    A few dayster, Nathan recovered fully and was discharged from the hospital. He immersed himself in


    his usual work.


    If he kept himself upied, he could te orarily forget about the bitter pain of his rtionship. After all, it


    helped him not think about the matter or frustrate himself over it.


    In the office, Cole walked in with a file of information in hand.


    rts are out, Mr. Morrison.”


    was on the lounge chair looking through documents. He the files on the coffee table and stretched his


    hand out to him.


    e impatiently opened the document that was handed over. There were two DNA reports-one was Sally


    and Zach Hoffis’…