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—"

finish his sentence, Fenna stood up abruptly, hurrying

and grasped her arm. "Where are

going to protect Nate,"

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

eyes blazed with fury, her teeth clenched. "Love? Who said anything about love? Wanda plans

selfish woman now!" Cameron retorted, "You're talking nonsense.

assisting that bitch in hurting Nate?"

hand and exclaimed, “Let go of

late. Wanda has been with him for half

eyes, her face contorting with anger as she cried, "Cam, are you insane? Why are

If you'd just give me a little support, I

people. Can others really influence it?" Cameron snapped back. "If Nate doesn't have feelings for

sank to the ground, disregarding her appearance

have feelings for you. He only sees you

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