The Wrong Woman

Chapter 165

Sally felt the seriousness of the situation sank in. Anxiously, she looked at Gary and Florence. “Mr. Morrison, Mrs. Morrison, I-”

But before she could say more, they just walked past her without a word, their faces cold and distant.

Others in the living room also displayed indifference and disdain. They muttered just loud enough for $ally to catch their words.

“I can’t believe this. I’ve been around for ages, and I still can’t figure out when someone’s faking being the victim.”

“You’re not alone. I’ve fallen for it too.”

The Morrisons despised Sally. Normally, Sally could handle awkward situations, but this one was tough. The whole living room was empty, and Sally was the only one left.

Frustration boiled inside her, and anger flashed in her eyes. Sh clenched her teeth, stormed back to her room, packed her ba walked out.

Leaving the Morrison residence, Sally’s resentment grew. She gra her phone and made a call. “Hello, is this Suzanne’s dad? Your daughter has tied the knot with someone from a wealthy family.”

In her room, Suzanne carefully planted the zinnias in a pot, then set it on the balcony before giving them a good watering.

of the cute and beautiful flowers. A huge smile lit up her face throughout the

and the balcony was bathed in the

the sun. Suzanne’s cheeks blushed as the sunlight gently kissed them.

and she found herself

room had gone super quiet. Wondering what Nathan was doing, she went back in to find him fast asleep on the

bed, using both hands to support herself as she leaned toward Nathan’s handsome face. She watched in silence for a few minutes to make

good-looking, with thick eyebrows, a straight nose, and lips that had

he gave off a cold and serious vibe that made others feel a sense of

she now got flowers from him. Even though his way

movements were graceful, and with bated breath, she

with emotion. Her whole body tensed and

secret moment. Just as

pressed her lips together

discomfort, resembling a child caught in the act. Nathan looked quietly at the

Suzanne

moved as he swallowed hard. He couldn’t figure out why Suzanne was saying sorry for kissing

and whispered, “I just wanted to thank you. I

out a hum of acknowledgment, his eyes