The Wrong Woman

Chapter 158

Layla arrogantly jabbed a finger in Suzanne’s direction, her voice dripping with disdain. “Don’t let your fame as a painter get to your head. You don’t hold a candle to Sally!

“She’s the only worthy match for the general of the Norvanian military. You? You’re nothing!”

Rendered speechless, Suzanne clenched her fists tightly. She wasn’t experienced in arguing with someone so unreasonable.

In that tense moment, Nathan entered the scene. His cold gaze cast an icy chill over the room.

Everyone was visibly unsettled by his arrival. Even Layla, whose arrogance faltered in the face of his presence. Yet, she remained convinced of her assertion-that Nathan’s heart belonged to Sally, and he would shield her from any harm.

Contrary to her expectations, Nathan strode toward Suzanne enveloped her in his embrace. Stiffening at his touch, Suzann cautiously looked up at him.

“Listen, Layla. Whether you accept it or not, Suzanne will be my and only wife,” Nathan declared firmly.

Layla stood stunned by his proclamation, casting a nervous glance a Sally. The other Morrisons mirrored her surprise, a sense of betrayal creeping into their midst.

a

in her eyes.

his attention to Sally,

love you. If not, then there’s no

connection between us.

plainly, our relationship resembles

been scheming behind my

by Nathan’s declaration. Their gazes bounced between

accusing me?” Sally protested desperately, stomping her feet.

and Cheryl were exchanging whispers, while Duke and Layla were left dumbfounded by the sudden turn of

relationship with Sally as sibling-like?

one had a clue, but they could faintly infer

here at once, Sally,” Nathan ordered firmly.

me going nuts?” Sally cried out

tugged at Nathan’s sleeve. Sensing her subtle cue, Nathan leaned in