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?"

didn't I see

don't blame Nina, it's

for her to act

journalists, no one would witness their shameless public display of

being too confident would lead to an embarrassing

Nash's eyes? She was his wife, yet she felt more like a stranger

and bitterly smiled, "I've never

willfully so she never caused

or injured, she went to the hospital without letting him worry. She never made him fret, but it

again?" Nash frowned impatiently, clearly

refused, "I didn't do anything wrong. I won't

have to do things to

had reached its limit. If she resisted further, she would surely

Her expression changed immediately as she intervened, " Do you think Nina is

you siding with the other

call them

at Yvonne. "What are you saying?"

at like that, she couldn't maintain her

are a lot of people here today. You don't want to make a scene in front of the

"Nash, let 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. "If you're tired, you shouldn't

dwell on it further, simply

presence.

them leave

explain

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

leave, Yvonne muttered under her breath,

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be upset. I didn't know Miranda would come. If I had known, I wouldn't have let her in. I'm sorry for making

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