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She looked up to see Miranda wearing an apron, holding a ladle.

Upon seeing Nina, her smile faltered for a moment, then she warmly greeted, "Are you Sally's guest? I just made some extra soup. Come in and have a seat."

Her demeanor was composed, entirely that of the lady of the house. It was as if Nina was the guest from afar.

Indeed, before long, she would become an outsider.

Nina frowned, feeling deeply repelled. When she married Nash, Miranda even sent a congratulatory letter. It was impossible for her not to know Nina was Nash's wife.

Seeing her standing motionless at the door, Miranda quickly came over and took her hand, "A guest is a guest, don't be shy, come in."

As she approached, a faint jasmine scent filled the air, the exact same fragrance of the perfume Nash gave her on her birthday last year. She felt her throat ache, and her breathing became heavy, as if there were a thousand pounds on her feet, making it difficult to move.

Sally noticed Nina standing there motionless, her brows furrowed in displeasure. "Nina, why are you just standing there? We have guests at home. Can't you even pour a cup of tea?"

Nina glanced at her, aware she shouldn't argue, but still inquired, "Mom, why is she coming to our house?"

Sally responded, "Miranda is back in the country, so naturally, she wants to come see me. What, you don't want her to come to our house? Besides, I've already asked for Nash's opinion, and he didn't say anything. What's the fuss about?"

"I didn't mean that." Nina lowered her head.

"So it's Nina! When Nash got married, he didn't show me your picture, so I didn't recognize you for a moment. Please don't be angry."

Nina looked at her bright smile. How could Nash let his favorite woman see his wedding photos with another woman?

Sally's scolding voice rang out again. "Why aren't you going to pour a cup of tea for Mira?" Nina nodded and fetched the hot tea from the side.

on the sofa chatting and laughing with Sally. Sally was even helping her put on an apron, smiling kindly, a side of her Nina had never seen before. Suppressing her discomfort, Nina poured a cup of tea for Miranda. Miranda reached out with her hand.

drew in a sharp breath, only to hear a sharp scream

hearing the sound, nervously turned around and

fingers scalded and swollen, Sally's expression turned cold. She turned to look at

She couldn't believe Sally would

playing the piano? If they're damaged, can

doused with cold water, feeling thoroughly cold. She turned her head towards them. "She did it herself. What

me? Someone, lock her up!" With that, two helpers came

small. She was thrown into a dark room. At that moment o being thrown in, she couldn't see anything. She reached out and patted the locked door, then collapsed to the ground

if she had suddenly lost all her strength, trembling all over, hands clutching her head, suffering in the darkness. In the living room, Nina's phone continued to

phone. Seeing the words "Nash" on the caller

end of the

"It's me," Sally replied.

paused for a moment, his expression

at home,

continued, "Have her bring me some documents, they're

phone, Miranda leaned over. She was quite

Sally confirmed. "He was asking Nina to bring the documents. It's all because of this, leveraging her position

one he married, it wouldn't have been Nina. If you were the one married into the York family, you

better for you to deliver the documents to

that okay?" Miranda asked

seen you in so many years, he'll definitely be very happy," Sally assured. "I also hope you can

blushed with embarrassment. "Sally, please don't say that. I'll go deliver the documents