The Wrong Woman

The night was serene, with Hudson Manor illuminated brightly.

Fenna returned home very late, finding Cameron sprawled on the sofa, his face flushed and smelling strongly of alcohol.

Fenna frowned disapprovingly. "Why are you drinking so heavily at this hour?"

Cameron offered a faint smile, replying, “I had no choice. I needed to get Nate intoxicated."

Taking a seat beside him, Fenna asked, "Why did you want Nate to get drunk?"

Cameron looked up, a mischievous smirk on his face. With a touch of excitement, he revealed, "Today, Wanda came to see me. She told me she wants Nathan..."

Upon hearing this, Fenna's complexion turned pale, and her hands clenched into fists.

Cameron chuckled, continuing, "I thought she was going to propose to Nate. I never expected that even after being married for over six months, they had yet to consummate their marriage. It surprised me so much that—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Fenna stood up abruptly, hurrying to leave.

quickly caught up and grasped her arm. "Where are you

to protect Nate,"

what? They love each other; it's none

clenched. "Love? Who said anything about love? Wanda plans to return to Sunterland

she used to be, not this selfish woman now!" Cameron retorted,

hasn't been in contact with her for over two weeks. Why are you assisting that bitch in hurting Nate?" Cameron's complexion paled, and he asked suspiciously, "How do

exclaimed, “Let go of me!

Wanda has been with him for half

Fenna's eyes, her face contorting with anger as she cried, "Cam, are you insane? Why are you assisting her instead of your

loved him for years. If you'd just give me a little support, I wouldn't

Nate doesn't have feelings for Wanda,

sank to the ground, disregarding her appearance as she hugged her knees and

softly consoled her, "Fenna, Nate doesn't have feelings for you. He only sees you as a friend because

you wouldn't even be his friend. Let's try