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.

with a hurtful

in her eyes.

attention to Sally, his tone

if I truly love you.

connection between us.

put it plainly, our relationship resembles that of

scheming behind my back, and it’s becoming unacceptable.”

in disbelief, utterly stunned by Nathan’s declaration. Their gazes bounced between Nathan and Sally, struggling to comprehend the

accusing me?”

while Duke and Layla

Nathan describe his relationship with Sally as sibling-like? And what underhanded tricks were he referring

faintly infer an answer from the words spoken.

once, Sally,” Nathan

disorder, Nate! Would you rather see me going nuts?” Sally cried out as her foot stomped in

Nathan’s sleeve. Sensing her subtle cue, Nathan leaned in and asked in a hushed voice,