Sally took pleasure in putting Nina down to feed her own sense of superiority. Nina's hurt and distress further fueled Sally's desire for revenge significantly.

Successfully observing Nina's pale complexion and unhappy expression, she smirked with satisfaction, her demeanor changing as she no longer bothered to engage with her.

Speaking more would have been just a waste of breath.

Sally's words weren't entirely without merit.

There was another woman still living in the villa.

In Nina's impression, Nash was someone who knew his boundaries and wouldn't casually show leniency to women outside.

He had rejected Melody so quickly, but hadn't rejected Linda, and even arranged for her to stay in the villa. Wasn't this a form of favoritism?

Nash had been convinced that Linda was the woman he encountered that night, and it had been her first time. She had appeared so fragile, in need of protection, which might have evoked different feelings. Perhaps he had even felt she was different from other women.

For so many days, he hadn't come home. Was he with Linda?

Before, Nina hadn't thought like this.

in her mind, leaving her feeling

she explained to Nash that Linda wasn't someone she had brought in. She had kept

had decided to try

Linda, being from a warmer region, wasn't accustomed to the dry climate up north and

taken some suitable moisturizer and had

the villa where Linda had lived, she had spotted the familiar car parked at the gate. She hadn't been sure how long it had been there, but she had known it belonged to

a sense of disparity immediately washed over her. She suddenly slammed on the brakes, the car stalled, her hands tightly

been with Linda all those days? Could

who resembled the type he liked, such as Miranda. Perhaps, over those days of interaction,

her and saw her own face looking ghastly pale, devoid of any color even on her lips. She had

some color to her lips to regain her complexion

the gate for her at the villa. She parked the car, stepped out, and

seen them

had walked slowly to the doorway, where she had seen Nash sitting on the sofa. He had held a newspaper but had seemed more attentive

"I'm

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