Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Nancy was fast asleep when a sudden pounding on the door jolted her awake. She opened it to find Caleb standing there, his expression stormy Her body tensed. "Mr. Hampton, is something wrong?" she asked. Caleb's gaze sharpened. "When was the last time sydney came home?" A few steps away, Penelope clenched her fists, and her nails dug into her palms. That wretched woman had finally moved out, and she had just started enjoying her place as the lady of the house. She had no interest in seeing Sydney retur.- "Ms.

Wilson comes home every day." Nancy blinked, feigning confusion, then quickly corrected herself. "Oh, wait. Not tonight. Madam Sterling's birthday is coming up. She called Ms. Wilson back to help with the planning." Penelope's eyes narrowed, suspicion creeping in. Why was Nancy covering for Sydney? Could it be that even Nancy believed she was better suited for the role Sydney had abandoned? The thought made her smirk. She turned to Caleb "Come on, it's just one night. Why are you overreacting?" Caleb didn't answer. His eyes stayed on Nancy.

said, "There were never many to begin with. Maybe you're misremembering?" "Is that so?" Caleb faltered, doubt flickering across his face. After their marriage, he'd used work as an excuse to avoid the bedroom they were supposed to share. They had been sleeping separately, and he rarely stepped into the master bedroom. He hadn't

nod. Nancy had worked for the Hampton family for years. She had no reason to lie for Sydney. Besides, Sydney wouldn't move out without saying a word. She always made a scene when she was upset, waiting to be coaxed. Still, she had looked bothered at the dealership yesterday. Maybe he should patch things up, The next day

Sydney said nothing. She glanced at the