The Wrong Woman

The night was serene, with Hudson Manor illuminated brightly.

Fenna returned home very late, finding Cameron sprawled on the sofa, his face flushed and smelling strongly of alcohol.

Fenna frowned disapprovingly. "Why are you drinking so heavily at this hour?"

Cameron offered a faint smile, replying, “I had no choice. I needed to get Nate intoxicated."

Taking a seat beside him, Fenna asked, "Why did you want Nate to get drunk?"

Cameron looked up, a mischievous smirk on his face. With a touch of excitement, he revealed, "Today, Wanda came to see me. She told me she wants Nathan..."

Upon hearing this, Fenna's complexion turned pale, and her hands clenched into fists.

Cameron chuckled, continuing, "I thought she was going to propose to Nate. I never expected that even after being married for over six months, they had yet to consummate their marriage. It surprised me so much that—"

could finish his sentence, Fenna stood up

caught up and grasped her arm. "Where are

Nate," Fenna exclaimed

him from what? They love each other; it's none of your

Who said anything about love? Wanda plans to return to Sunterland anyway; she won't

not this selfish woman now!" Cameron retorted, "You're talking nonsense. Nate's feelings are not your concern. Don't be so

assisting that bitch in hurting Nate?" Cameron's complexion paled, and he asked suspiciously, "How do you know

go of

has been with him

up in Fenna's eyes, her face contorting with anger as she cried, "Cam, are you insane? Why are you assisting her instead

you know I've loved him for years. If

Love is between two people. Can others really influence it?" Cameron snapped back. "If Nate doesn't have feelings for Wanda, even if he's drunk or

to the ground, disregarding her appearance as she hugged her knees and cried

her, "Fenna, Nate doesn't have feelings

sister, you wouldn't even be his friend. Let's try to be more rational, okay? Some things just can't be