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.”

her room, Suzanne carefully planted the zinnias in a pot, then set it on the

flowers. A huge smile lit up

the balcony was

cheeks blushed as the sunlight

formed happy crinkles as she smiled, and she found herself irresistibly drawn to reach

noticed the room had gone super quiet. Wondering what Nathan was doing, she went back in to find

using both hands to support herself as she leaned toward Nathan’s handsome face. She watched

really good-looking, with thick eyebrows, a

vibe that made others feel

got flowers from him. Even though his

smiled softly as she carefully inched closer. Her movements were graceful, and with bated breath, she couldn’t resist placing

tensed and

while enjoying the triumph of their secret moment. Just as she felt relieved, Nathan slowly opened his eyes and stared at her with a dazed

her lips together

of embarrassment and discomfort, resembling a child caught in the act. Nathan looked quietly at

sorry,” Suzanne

saying sorry for kissing him. In a deep, raspy voice,