The Wrong Woman

Chapter 56

Fog and mist covered the air the next morning. The spring sun had yet to peek out from the clouds.

Suzanne was woken up by some noise outside her bedroom. She put on her sweater and got out of the room.

Some servants were moving a bunch of furniture and other items. down from the second floor.

Florence and Gary were in the living room downstairs, still dressed in their pajamas.

“Why are you leaving all of a sudden, Dukie? You know your father and I like it when our family is living together. Why don’t you just continue living here?”

Suzanne looked down from the railing, vaguely understanding what was going on.

Wendy soon arrived in the living room, nosy as ever. She didn’t hesitate to get straight to the point. “Dukie, Suzanne only just m back in yesterday, yet you guys are already moving out today two clearly don’t like her. We’re all family here. Why do you ha behave so cruelly?”

Duke Morrison and his wife Layla Unvine no longer wanted to keep their act upon hearing that question.

Layla said glumly, “You’re a saint, Wendy. You’re capable of living wi anyone. Not me, though. I was born into a respectable family. My father is a college professor, and my mother is a musician. I was raised with proper education from a young age and never mingled with the rabble.”

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software company’s CEO, which makes me the CEO’s wife. We can’t possibly lower our status and live

stance clear, she proudly walked out of

heels clicking on the

man. He quickly left the house with his tail tucked between his legs after bidding farewell

gloomy. Her hands balled into fists as sadness and grievance gathered in

the rabble?

hurt Suzanne

house and slowly wiped away her

tears.

missing after running away five years ago, and we still don’t know if he’s still alive or not. Now, Dukie and his wife moved out. Oh, my dear fami it’s

“Don’t cry, dear. You can’t some

back to

stays?”

Gary sai without hesitation, “He’ll be back soon. Nathan likes Sally, after

long do we have to wait?”

at her shirt, eyes glancing upward. “Mom… ”

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