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

what? They love

blazed with fury, her teeth clenched. "Love? Who said anything about love? Wanda plans to return to Sunterland anyway; she won't

this selfish woman now!" Cameron retorted,

two weeks. Why are you assisting that bitch in

and exclaimed, “Let go of me! I need to go help

with him

she cried, "Cam, are you insane? Why are you assisting her instead of your own

for years. If you'd just give me a little support,

back. "If Nate doesn't have feelings for Wanda, even if he's

her appearance as

have feelings for you. He only sees you as

be his friend. Let's try to be more rational, okay?