The Wrong Woman

Lindsey had noticeably changed her behavior. She was now overly respectful toward Mila and trying to flatter her.

It dawned on Mila that Layla's hostility toward her wasn't just because of her previous social status but also because of her relationship with Nathan.

The large dining table was filled with delicious food and wine. Everyone from the Morrison family, except Daniel, sat around the table to enjoy the meal.

"Wanda, I realize I may have been ignorant and unintentionally hurtful to you in the past. I hope you can forgive me," Lindsey said, trying to make amends with Mila.

“Lindsey, I didn't take any offense to it,” Mila replied with a faint smile. Layla raised her glass and took a sip before scornfully taunting, “Today, all the Morrisons gathered to celebrate Florence's birthday. But what about you, Ms. Hoffis? What brings you here?"

Mila shot Layla a stern look. As Layla appeared ready to provoke Mila, the atmosphere grew tense around the table.

"As far as I'm aware, your previous marriage to Nathan was null and void,” Layla continued. "You're neither his wife nor his girlfriend. You're the only outsider here. I'm curious what gives you the nerve to show up.”

embarrassed, Duke discreetly kicked Layla under the table. Unabashedly,

a hesitant glance. They were reluctant to upset Layla, leaving them unsure about how to

as spectators, not wanting to intervene. It appeared that no one was inclined to come to

of pride and coldness. "So what? She's still not one of us. We agreed this was a family gathering, shouldn't it be

legally doesn't change that

only upset because you didn't marry

Layla's expression suddenly shifted.

his hand on the table. "Aunt Lindsey, mind your words. Speak out of

you ask your wife why she's so bitter? And why does she always go