Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 157 Nancy In Danger (1)

“They gave them to you, so they’re yours,” Nicholas insisted as he tried to hand over the jewelry box to Nancy.

She stood her ground and refused to accept the jewelry. “These things don’t belong to me, so I won’t take them,” she asserted. Given their divorced status, she felt she had no right to keep these items. She also remarked, “If your visit was solely for this purpose, then perhaps it’s best that you leave.”

Nicholas clenched his fists in disbelief and uttered with fiery intensity, “Are you telling me to leave?”

In response, Nancy sighed and suddenly burst into laughter, a bitter smile on her face. “I must be a glutton for punishment.”.

“You’re right. I shouldn’t have forced you since these things weren’t yours. Many women would gladly accept gifts from me, and there are plenty who want to be part of the Sallow Family. Why should I insist on you?” He concluded, “Very well. I’ll give these to them.”

The first person to cross Nancy’s mind was Madelline, and her face instantly drained of color. She had to hold onto a nearby couch to prevent herself from collapsing. After a moment, she regained her composure and addressed Nicholas, “You’re right, Mr. Sallow. You have many admirers and women eager to be with you. I’m a nobody; there’s no reason to mention me. Besides, you still have your lover in your heart. You actually wanted to divorce me back then, didn’t you? The only reason you dragged it out was your struggle to get over the hurdles in your heart for fear that you would disappoint Grandpa’s. wishes. Well, isn’t this great news that you can go and propose to Madelline? You finally can be together.”

He tightened his fists, and his eyes burned with anger. He ground his teeth and asked, “What are you trying to say?”

Nancy responded, “Isn’t this what you wanted?”

Given that they were divorced, both were free to chart their courses in life. She understood that she had no right to interfere in his choices.

“All right then. Very well,

to protest, “When did I say this is

abruptly cut short. The door slammed shut as Nicholas swiftly exited, disappearing from her sight like a fleeting gust of wind. He left, and his departure was even more

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air, and her heart was filled with bitterness. She walked aimlessly, not knowing where she wanted to

felt an unexpected release of pent-up tension, a lightening of her entire being. It was as if a magnetic force drew her forward, guiding her to

wouldn’t have entered on a regular day, but today was different. She needed this place to unwind,

finding a seat, a waiter approached Nancy and inquired about her drink preference. Cautious about her safety, she

Without much thought, she ordered another. However, as she reached her third drink, she began to feel that something was amiss. Her head grew heavy, and dizziness washed

slight frown, she inquired, “Boss, did you serve the wrong drink? I ordered. a non-alcoholic one, but I’m feeling dizzy after drinking it. Can you

me?”

This particular beverage bore a name that resembled a soft drink, and its taste was deceptively similar, but it packed a potent punch. Observing her seemingly well-behaved demeanor, the boss surmised that she was likely a first-time visitor,

apparent understanding. She retrieved her cup and returned to her seat, where her dizziness seemed to intensify. Waves of lightheadedness washed over her

up. She reached for her phone, considering talking to someone. However, she ruled out

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from her school days. One was currently studying abroad, and the other was deep into a demanding internship,