Chapter 15

Miranda's face immediately flushed, she released her hands covering her face, tears streaming down again, presenting a pitiful and adorable appearance. She indeed belonged in front of the screen, playing the victim role convincingly. Had it not been for her fierce demeanor just now, Nina might have believed her pitiful act.

"Show some respect!" Nina's tone carried a hint of seriousness.

Miranda cried with tear-streaked cheeks, speaking softly, "Nina, I also have

dignity. How could you treat me like this? I didn't snatch your man, please don't misunderstand me..."

"Nina!" Nash's voice came from nearby.

Nina was shocked, how could he be here?

Then she realized, this might be a play directed by Miranda. Looking over, Nash had a stern face, his eyes sharp, as if she had committed some grave mistake.

Nash strode over and forcefully pulled the weak and helpless Miranda from Nina's side into his arms. The force was strong, Nina staggered back a few steps from the inertia.

"Nash," Miranda's tears kept flowing.

Nash stared coldly at Nina, demanding, Apologize!"

Nina looked at them and Nash's cold words felt like daggers stabbing her

heart. She plummeted to the depths of despair but still had to endure the heartache.

"Why should I apologize?"

Miranda, didn't

"Nash, don't blame Nina, it's my

reason for her to

no journalists, no one

being too confident would lead to an

was his wife,

cold indifference and bitterly smiled, "I've never been. willful in front of

never caused trouble. Sensible individuals don't

a taxi home by herself. When she was sick or injured, she went to the hospital without letting him worry. She never made him fret, but it seemed like he thought

impatiently,

refused, "I didn't do anything wrong.

do things to

had reached its limit. If

seeing Nina being bullied. Her expression changed immediately as she intervened, " Do you think Nina is easy to bully? Do you think she has no one to back her up? Stop harassing

you siding with the other woman? There are

call them in to

a cold sideways glance at Yvonne. "What are you saying?" he asked

she couldn't maintain her momentum. "What I mean

here today. You don't want to make a scene

it go. I won't make a fuss anymore. I'm feeling a bit unwell. Can you help me downstairs to rest?" Nash looked back at Miranda and noticed her pale face, so he took her arm.

on it further, simply leading Miranda

presence.

them leave

to explain anything, and

What did her title as Mrs. York" amount to? In Nash's eyes, she had never

muttered under

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don't be upset. I didn't

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