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.

to bear the tension any longer, Phoebe took charge. "We would like to have the wedding before Project

excitement. She clasped her hand over her mouth, her eyes glistening with tears

Tristan joined in, saying,

grinned, his face glowing with excitement as he glanced at

at me? You're not marrying me. You don't need my

General Morrison." Cole couldn't help

also plan his wedding with Mila alongside

invite us?"

"Absolutely," Cole replied eagerly.

and what's it

beamed. "It's

a traditional Norvanian ceremony. There'll be drumming

dressed in Norvanian wedding clothes.

you sorted out a place to live together? Do you need

secured a place for Phoebe and me in the city center. And it's all paid

grinned knowingly, feeling happy for

Phoebe, her eyes shining

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