The Wrong Woman

Chapter 637

After dinner, the family gathered in the living room, nibbling on fruit and chatting.

Cole entered the house hand in hand with Phoebe.

When Michaela spotted them, she welcomed them warmly. "Cole, Phoebe, come join us and grab some fruit."

Cole nodded politely and exchanged greetings with everyone before standing respectfully beside Nathan. His cheeks flushed slightly as he shyly said, "General Morrison, I need to talk to you about something.' Nathan motioned toward the empty couch across from him. "Take a seat and let's talk."

Cole held Phoebe's hand as they settled onto the couch facing Nathan.

Mila smiled as she watched Phoebe's shy demeanor, sensing that something wonderful was about to unfold. Anticipation filled her.

Cole cleared his throat nervously before saying, "General Morrison, Mrs. Morrison, we would like..."

Phoebe glanced at him bashfully, silently encouraging him to speak his mind.

All eyes in the room were fixed on him, awaiting his words.

Cole stuttered, "W-We would like... We would like..."

His ears turned crimson, and his neck flushed, hinting at his growing embarrassment.

"We would like to have the wedding before

lips, Mila couldn't contain her excitement. She clasped her hand over her mouth, her eyes glistening with tears of joy. She was deeply moved and elated. Michaela clapped and cheered, "Amazing!

big smiles, Zach and Tristan joined in, saying, "Congrats to both

grinned, his face glowing with excitement as he glanced

You're not marrying me. You don't need my approval," Nathan

Morrison." Cole couldn't

his wedding with Mila alongside Cole and

invite us?"

"Absolutely," Cole replied eagerly.

what's it going

"It's

a traditional Norvanian ceremony. There'll be

will be dressed in Norvanian wedding clothes.

a place to live together? Do

Morrison. I've already secured a place

knowingly, feeling happy for

her eyes shining with tears of

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