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..."

crimson, and his neck flushed, hinting at

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

as the words escaped her lips, Mila couldn't contain her excitement. She clasped her hand over her mouth, her eyes glistening with tears of joy. She was

joined

glowing with excitement as he glanced at

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

Cole

could also plan his wedding with Mila alongside Cole and Phoebe, feeling a bit insecure

invite us?" Nathan

"Absolutely," Cole replied eagerly.

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

"It's

a traditional Norvanian

drumming and traditionalne

dressed in Norvanian wedding

a place to live together? Do you

and me in the city center. And it's all paid for." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

feeling happy

eyes shining with

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