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.

up and grasped her arm.

Nate," Fenna exclaimed with

countered, "Protect him from what? They love each other; it's none

clenched. "Love? Who said anything about love?

selfish woman now!" Cameron retorted, "You're talking nonsense. Nate's feelings are not your

in contact with her for over two weeks. Why are you assisting that bitch in hurting Nate?" Cameron's complexion paled, and he asked

off Cameron's hand and exclaimed, “Let go of me! I need to go help

late. Wanda has been with him for half a day now," Cameron

anger as she cried, "Cam, are

I feel about Nate, you know I've loved him for years. If you'd just give me a little support, I wouldn't be

it?" Cameron snapped back. "If Nate doesn't have feelings

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

he softly consoled her, "Fenna, Nate doesn't have feelings for you.

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