The Wrong Woman

Chapter 637

After dinner, the family gathered in the living room, nibbling on fruit and chatting.

Cole entered the house hand in hand with Phoebe.

When Michaela spotted them, she welcomed them warmly. "Cole, Phoebe, come join us and grab some fruit."

Cole nodded politely and exchanged greetings with everyone before standing respectfully beside Nathan. His cheeks flushed slightly as he shyly said, "General Morrison, I need to talk to you about something.' Nathan motioned toward the empty couch across from him. "Take a seat and let's talk."

Cole held Phoebe's hand as they settled onto the couch facing Nathan.

Mila smiled as she watched Phoebe's shy demeanor, sensing that something wonderful was about to unfold. Anticipation filled her.

Cole cleared his throat nervously before saying, "General Morrison, Mrs. Morrison, we would like..."

Phoebe glanced at him bashfully, silently encouraging him to speak his mind.

All eyes in the room were fixed on him, awaiting his words.

Cole stuttered, "W-We would like... We would like..."

neck

bear the tension any longer, Phoebe took charge. "We would like to have the wedding

hand over her mouth, her eyes

joined in, saying, "Congrats to

face glowing with excitement as he glanced at

are you staring at me? You're not marrying me. You don't

Morrison." Cole couldn't help

envy, wishing he could also plan his wedding with Mila alongside Cole and Phoebe, feeling a

invite

"Absolutely," Cole replied eagerly.

be, and what's it going to be like?" Mila asked with

beamed. "It's happening

a traditional Norvanian

drumming and traditionalne

will be dressed in Norvanian wedding clothes.

asked, "Cole, have you sorted out a place to live together?

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grinned knowingly, feeling happy for

eyes

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