The Wrong Woman

Chapter 158

Layla arrogantly jabbed a finger in Suzanne’s direction, her voice dripping with disdain. “Don’t let your fame as a painter get to your head. You don’t hold a candle to Sally!

“She’s the only worthy match for the general of the Norvanian military. You? You’re nothing!”

Rendered speechless, Suzanne clenched her fists tightly. She wasn’t experienced in arguing with someone so unreasonable.

In that tense moment, Nathan entered the scene. His cold gaze cast an icy chill over the room.

Everyone was visibly unsettled by his arrival. Even Layla, whose arrogance faltered in the face of his presence. Yet, she remained convinced of her assertion-that Nathan’s heart belonged to Sally, and he would shield her from any harm.

Contrary to her expectations, Nathan strode toward Suzanne enveloped her in his embrace. Stiffening at his touch, Suzann cautiously looked up at him.

“Listen, Layla. Whether you accept it or not, Suzanne will be my and only wife,” Nathan declared firmly.

Sally. The other Morrisons mirrored her surprise, a sense of

a hurtful gaze as tears welled up

in her eyes.

shifted his attention to Sally, his tone unwavering. “Listen,

if I truly love you. If

connection between us.

it plainly, our relationship resembles that of siblings.

I’m very disappointed in you. You’ve been scheming behind my back, and

Nathan’s declaration. Their gazes bounced between Nathan and Sally, struggling to comprehend the unexpected

accusing me?”

while Duke and Layla were

Nathan describe his relationship with Sally

a clue, but they could faintly infer an answer from

of here at once, Sally,” Nathan ordered