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Suzanne lay still, feigning sleep with her back facing Nathan. Her fingertips stealthily traced her lips, still tingling from Nathan's kiss. A hollow ache settled in her chest, mingling with a confusing blend of excitement and sadness. Throughout the night, she mulled over the reason for Nathan's kiss. She wondered if it was merely a fleeting moment of passion or if it was driven by his desires. The former seemed unlikely, while the latter felt strained, especially considering Nathan's character and his recent injury. Nathan made no further moves, merely switching off the light and settling on the other side of the bed, slipping into a quiet slumber. Suzanne couldn't fathom the thoughts swirling in his mind. As the next morning dawned, Suzanne was roused by a persistent knocking. She caught a glimpse of Nathan as he opened the door and left to join the rest for breakfast. She shook off her drowsiness and got up slowly, feeling gloomy as she went to freshen up. Dressed and
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Suzanne was taken aback by Oliver's genuine display of emotion. His tears were a testament to the depth of his feelings. The emotion must have been intense to move such a composed man like Oliver to tears. Amidst her astonishment, Suzanne studied Oliver's subtle expressions and his heartfelt sentiments, attempting to decipher his innermost thoughts. Before Suzanne could gather her thoughts, Oliver suddenly pulled her into his embrace and held her tightly. Startled, Suzanne struggled with all her might and demanded, "Let me go! What are you doing? Let me go!" Oliver held onto her firmly, his head burying into her shoulder. His voice was hoarse and choked with emotion as he confessed, "I love you so much. Why are you treating me this way? Why must you be so cruel, be it before or after you lost your memory?" With men naturally stronger than women, Suzanne found herself unable to break free. The more she struggled, the tighter Oliver's hold became, almost suffocating her with
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The words struck Suzanne like a sharp blade, piercing her heart and leaving behind a throbbing wound with every heartbeat. The pain was so intense that it felt as though she was swallowing knives with each breath. She fought against the tears welling up in her eyes. She was resolute in her decision not to shed another tear for Nathan. Knowing Nathan's deep connection with Sally, Suzanne had turned a blind eye to their intimate gestures, convincing herself they were inconsequential. However, hearing someone else speak them aloud made the bitter reality difficult to ignore. Nathan didn't refute the accusation. When Sally threatened him with death, Nathan, driven by a sense of duty, embraced her to prevent the tragedy and offered comfort under the doctor's guidance. He saw this act as a humanitarian gesture, devoid of any romantic feelings, and didn't breach his marital vows nor betray Suzanne. Nonetheless, Oliver's words shattered Nathan's calm. With narrowed eyes, Nathan snapp
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Suzanne seethed with rage as her tears streamed down. She bit her lips in defiance against the agony that cut her heart like sharp blades. She wanted nothing to do with Nathan anymore. In a choked cry, Suzanne yelled, "Nathan, you bastard! Let me go!" She fought against his restraining grip with all her might, momentarily forgetting about the wound on his shoulder. As Nathan exerted force to control her, the wound throbbed with pain, yet he showed no sign of discomfort. His heartache overshadowed any physical discomfort, his eyes blinded by fury. Nathan's other hand gripped her shoulder fiercely and pushed her back against the wall, causing a sharp pain shooting up her spine. Startled, Suzanne gazed up at him with teary eyes, feeling powerless and unable to utter a word. Nathan seemed towering and powerful, like a mighty beast, while she felt small and fragile, unable to withstand even the slightest blow. She was a mix of fear, anger, helplessness, and confusion, teetering on the
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Suzanne was enveloped in Nathan's embrace, her tears flowing helplessly. With each passing moment, her inner turmoil grew more pronounced. She then pushed against Nathan's chest, and all of a sudden, a sharp inhale escaped him. She was shocked and immediately glanced up at his shoulder. Blood stains had tainted his white shirt. In that instant, all of Suzanne's resentment and anger dissipated like mist in the wind. Her voice trembled with emotion as she exclaimed, "You're bleeding!" But Nathan paid no attention to his wound, maintaining his firm hold on her shoulders. His stern voice commanded, "Stay away from him in the future." Suzanne's surprise was evident in her watery eyes as she met Nathan's gaze. Nathan lowered his head, his gaze fixed on her eyes, then on her lips, which were slightly swollen from his kisses. A sense of guilt washed over him. Suzanne retorted, "I want to stay away from him too, but he's clinging to me just like you are now. I've struggled with al
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Suzanne was kissed into a state of utter weakness, with her body yielding completely to his embrace. Nathan's kiss was tender yet profound, exploring her with a gentle touch that left her mind empty. The warmth of his breath consumed her. The softness of his lips against hers was a delicacy she couldn't get enough of. Suzanne surrendered, her body relaxed against Nathan's firm chest, the thin fabric of their clothes offering no resistance to the mingling of their desires. A soft moan escaped Suzanne's lips, her body tingling with a mixture of weakness and longing. As the kiss deepened, their desires ignited, a shy yet intense passion simmering between them. At that moment, Nathan's hand trailed down her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. She gasped, her senses snapping back to reality as she looked into his face. It was blurred yet captivating. With rapid breaths, she struggled to comprehend the sudden intensity of the moment. His touch was firm and assertive, pressin
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The knocking outside the door finally ceased. Suzanne stayed in the study until midnight. She hadn't eaten anything all day and started to feel weak from hunger. After everyone in the house had gone to sleep, she emerged from the study. She made her way to the kitchen downstairs in search of food. Cooking was never her forte, and whatever she made usually turned out unappetizing. After rummaging the kitchen for a while, she couldn't find any ready-made food. Left with no choice, she reluctantly opted for two eggs, intending to make hard-boiled eggs. Suddenly, she heard steady footsteps behind her. She hastily turned back in alarm, only to find Nathan approaching. With her face flushed with embarrassment, Suzanne nervously shuffled her feet, distancing herself from Nathan. "Why are you still awake?" Suzanne felt a pang of guilt as if she had been caught red-handed raiding the kitchen like a naughty child. Nathan was composed, his gaze piercing as he approached and turned
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Feeling flustered under Nathan's gaze, Suzanne nervously offered, "Would you like to have some too?" Nathan shook his head in silence. Conflicted, Suzanne bit her lip and glanced downward. Summoning courage after taking a deep breath, she tasted a piece of diced steak, finding it savory and delicious. She then earnestly enjoyed the steamed egg custard and salad. Gradually, she marveled at Nathan's culinary skills, wondering if there was anything he couldn't do. Midway through her meal, Nathan's voice broke the silence. "You're not willing to share a room with me tonight?" Suzanne froze, her heart racing as she chewed on her steak. She was caught off guard, unsure how to respond. The idea of sleeping separately hadn't even crossed her mind. She had secluded herself all day, grappling with the uncertainty of facing Nathan. She never anticipated him to broach the subject so directly, showing no signs of embarrassment or remorse. Nathan's lips curled up slightly as he observ
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