Nathan froze in place when he heard the question. After a short pause, he answered calmly, "It just seems like a good way to keep your tears at bay."Out of the blue, a soft voice interrupted their moment. "Did you finish setting up my flowers?"Suzanne rushed back to her spot, grabbed her tools, and began trimming. "Almost done, Florence."Florence walked in and saw that none of the flowers were arranged. Some empty vases still sat on the floor, waiting to be taken care of.Confused, she glanced at Nathan. "Nate, didn't you mention coming over to—""Mom, go home and rest. We'll handle it here," Nathan spoke in a louder voice, trying to drown out whatever she was going to say. He swiftly put his arm around Florence's shoulders and guided her away. After seeing Florence off, he returned to find Suzanne focused on trimming the flowers.Nathan grabbed a pair of scissors and took a seat across from Suzanne. He observed how she did it and silently started helping. The peaceful, swee

Nathan led Suzanne to the dressing table and gestured for her to sit down.Meanwhile, he settled on the bed and adopted a serious tone. "Suzanne, in situations where we don't have solid proof, it's wise to be cautious and skeptical."Suzanne was a bit puzzled. Nathan sensed that she might not have encountered much of the real world. Maybe she had been sheltered from it. Or it could be that amnesia protected her from the harsh realities of human nature."I have a hunch you could be a Nightshade spy, but without proof, it's just a suspicion," Nathan explained patiently."Did the informant you killed lie?" Suzanne asked."He wasn't the one who tried to harm you earlier. I've scrutinized the footage extensively. Their body sizes don't match."Also, the vice-captain, who's usually armed with a gun, wouldn't resort to a knife for an assassination attempt," Nathan responded.Suzanne was taken aback. She hadn't expected Nathan to delve so deeply into the matter."The vice-captain mig

Suzanne's ears were covered by Nathan, but she could still catch snippets of Lindsey's talk. Lindsey was going on about old stories loudly with a lot of exaggeration."Back in the day, you guys were all focused on your careers, and I was the one raising your kids. Tay had a tough time at school. He got bullied and even wet himself out of fear. I was there to counsel and hug him to sleep every night."Toby went through a rough patch after a breakup. He even wanted to jump off a building! I was the one who begged him not to. "Dukie loved flaunting his stuff and had always asked me for money to buy expensive brands. I had to give him whatever he wanted because I cared about him!"And then there's Dan—always rebellious and causing trouble. He hung out with the wrong crowd, got into fights, and skipped classes. I was the one tirelessly guiding and influencing him."Lindsey pointed at Nathan and continued, "And you, Nate, you were still hooked on milk at three. Every day, after your mo

Layla was caught off guard by Nathan's protective side for his wife. She nervously apologized, "Nathan, I'm sorry for talking too much."Suzanne was surprised and grateful for Nathan standing up for her. She suddenly cared less about what others thought of her.After all, dealing with Duke and Layla's condescending attitude had become routine for Suzanne.Lindsey was in shock and blurted out, "Wait, she's my mom's nurse? Oh no! Her reputation is bad, and she's from a rough background. Nate, marrying her is embarrassing, don't you think?"Nathan's face turned red with anger as he rose to his feet. "Say that again, I dare you."Lindsey felt a rush of fear. Her legs gave way, and she sank onto the couch. Nathan's unexpected fury left her in a state of panic. It was a side of him she had never seen before.Elyse's contempt deepened on the sidelines, and her sense of superiority grew stronger. Initially lacking confidence, she now saw herself as far superior to Suzanne, who was from a

Suzanne felt the pressure of the moment. Wendy strolled by Nathan and shot him a reassuring glance.Taking Suzanne by the hand, Wendy said, "Come on, Suzanne, play a birthday song for her.""I can't, Wendy," Suzanne replied in a hushed tone.Wendy whispered, "Don't worry. The piano has the song recorded. Just play it, and I'll manage the rest. You got this. Don't let Lindsey think you can't do it."Suzanne got pulled toward the piano. She cast a helpless look back at Nathan, who sat on the couch and observed quietly. He had faith in Wendy.In her three years of amnesia, Suzanne sat at the piano for the first time and found that the keys felt strangely familiar.Wendy slyly triggered the birthday song on the piano and reassured Suzanne, "Relax, there won't be any sound even if you play the piano. The music will play automatically."Sensing Wendy's trickery, Layla rose from her seat and exclaimed, "Hold on."All attention shifted to Layla as she approached Suzanne.Layla pulled