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.

beautiful flowers. A huge

breeze whispered, and the balcony was bathed

Suzanne’s cheeks blushed as

happy crinkles as she smiled, and she found herself irresistibly drawn to reach out and

bit, she looked up and noticed the room had gone super quiet. Wondering what Nathan was doing, she went back in to find him fast

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

quietly. His face was really good-looking, with thick

that made others feel a sense of intimidation

who never dreamed of being Nathan’s wife, was amaze that she now got flowers from him. Even though his way of giving flowers was unique, it still touched

and with

body tensed and trembled with nervous excitement. She enjoyed

she backed away while enjoying the triumph of their secret moment. Just as she felt relieved, Nathan slowly opened his eyes

her lips

in the

sorry,” Suzanne

couldn’t figure out why Suzanne was saying sorry for

“I just wanted to thank you. I really appreciate the flowers you give me.”

hum of acknowledgment,