The Wrong Woman

Once a girl reached adulthood, it was time for her to tie the knot.

As Candice reveled in her happiness, she remained unaware of her family's underlying concerns regarding her forthcoming marriage. Marrying Elio was far from a simple endeavor; it required the approval of his parents.

The next day, Elio assembled extravagant engagement gifts himself, emphasizing the significance.

In the living room, Sean diligently inspected the gifts until the door swung open unexpectedly. Michaela, accompanied by Josie, stepped inside.

"Good day, Mrs. Hoffis, Ms. Hudson," Sean greeted them respectfully.

Michaela's warm smile radiated as she asked, "Are these the engagement gifts for Josie?"

Sean wiped his forehead, stealing a glance toward the bedroom, silently hoping for Elio's timely arrival.

Approaching with an authoritative air, Michaela addressed Sean, "I'm asking you a question."

Nervously, Sean responded, "They're for Ms. Morrison."

Josie's expression dimmed slightly.

tone, Michaela directed, "Take them

Sean hesitated and

need to look. I've instructed you to deliver them, so do it. Consulting Elio won't change

beckoning gesture, she invited Josie to sit beside her.

Hoffis, these gifts were prepared by Leo for the Morrisons. Please, don't make it

should rightfully be yours," Michaela replied with a faint sigh. "While I'm fond of the girl

his career, and he'll likely need to care for her in life. She doesn't

his room, adjusting his cufflinks as he descended the

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features were pleasing to the eye. Seeing him descend,

looked over, her attitude firm as she interjected, "I

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"Understood." With that, he began moving