The Wrong Woman

Chapter 165

Sally felt the seriousness of the situation sank in. Anxiously, she looked at Gary and Florence. “Mr. Morrison, Mrs. Morrison, I-”

But before she could say more, they just walked past her without a word, their faces cold and distant.

Others in the living room also displayed indifference and disdain. They muttered just loud enough for $ally to catch their words.

“I can’t believe this. I’ve been around for ages, and I still can’t figure out when someone’s faking being the victim.”

“You’re not alone. I’ve fallen for it too.”

The Morrisons despised Sally. Normally, Sally could handle awkward situations, but this one was tough. The whole living room was empty, and Sally was the only one left.

Frustration boiled inside her, and anger flashed in her eyes. Sh clenched her teeth, stormed back to her room, packed her ba walked out.

Leaving the Morrison residence, Sally’s resentment grew. She gra her phone and made a call. “Hello, is this Suzanne’s dad? Your daughter has tied the knot with someone from a wealthy family.”

pot, then set it on the balcony before giving

beautiful flowers. A huge

balcony was bathed in the

cheeks blushed as

she smiled, and she found herself irresistibly drawn

bit, she looked up and noticed the room had gone super quiet. Wondering what Nathan

support herself as she leaned toward Nathan’s handsome face. She watched in silence for a few minutes to make sure he was

and quietly. His face was really good-looking, with thick eyebrows, a straight

and serious vibe that made others feel a sense of intimidation when he stayed

dreamed of being Nathan’s wife, was amaze that she now got flowers from him. Even though his way of giving flowers was unique, it still

as she carefully inched closer. Her movements were graceful, and with bated breath,

lips met Nathan’s soft ones, her heart burst with emotion. Her whole body tensed and

triumph of their secret moment. Just as she felt relieved, Nathan slowly opened his eyes

She pressed her lips

resembling a child caught in the act. Nathan looked quietly at the discomfort in

Suzanne

he swallowed hard. He couldn’t figure out why Suzanne was saying sorry for kissing him. In a deep, raspy voice, he questioned, “Sorry, for what?”