The Wrong Woman

Once a girl reached adulthood, it was time for her to tie the knot.

As Candice reveled in her happiness, she remained unaware of her family's underlying concerns regarding her forthcoming marriage. Marrying Elio was far from a simple endeavor; it required the approval of his parents.

The next day, Elio assembled extravagant engagement gifts himself, emphasizing the significance.

In the living room, Sean diligently inspected the gifts until the door swung open unexpectedly. Michaela, accompanied by Josie, stepped inside.

"Good day, Mrs. Hoffis, Ms. Hudson," Sean greeted them respectfully.

Michaela's warm smile radiated as she asked, "Are these the engagement gifts for Josie?"

Sean wiped his forehead, stealing a glance toward the bedroom, silently hoping for Elio's timely arrival.

Approaching with an authoritative air, Michaela addressed Sean, "I'm asking you a question."

Nervously, Sean responded, "They're for Ms. Morrison."

Josie's expression dimmed slightly.

soft tone, Michaela directed, "Take them

Sean hesitated

the couch, her expression serious. "There's no need to look. I've instructed you to deliver them, so do it. Consulting Elio won't change

to sit beside her. "Josie,

whispered to Michaela, "Mrs. Hoffis, these gifts were prepared

rightfully be yours," Michaela replied with a faint sigh. "While I'm fond of the girl from the Morrison

care for her in life. She doesn't possess your level of maturity and capability, especially

his room, adjusting his cufflinks

calculated, cut through the room, "She provides me with emotional fulfillment. Simply being in her presence can

the eye. Seeing him descend, Josie rose

firm as she interjected, "I

adjusted his blazer and turned to Sean,

"All set."

into

"Understood." With that, he