บททั้งหมดของ The Wrong Woman: บทที่ 271 - บทที่ 280

Mila said, "Phoebe, I'll stay at your place."Phoebe replied helplessly, "But I've been staying at a hotel all the time."Frowning, Mila was shocked by the information. Phoebe inched closer with a smile and asked, "What's wrong with your place? Can't we stay there?"Mila mumbled in bitterness, "I divorced Nathan as 'Suzanne.' Since we're no longer wife and husband, I don't have a place to live now."Phoebe blinked, looking at her calmly. "Well, you can buy a house for yourself since you're pretty rich."Mila sighed, "This is Norvania, not Sunterland."Phoebe slapped herself on the head and chuckled, "Gosh, I'm being silly. Your assets are in Sunterland. "As Suzanne York, you'll definitely attract unwanted attention from the authorities if you transfer that vast wealth to Norvania."Mila pressed her lips wryly. After a pause, she confessed, "Actually, I am in 600 thousand dollars worth of debt."Phoebe looked surprised. "Who did you owe it to?""Nathan Morrison.""Your ex-hu

"Mila, wait for me!" Phoebe's panicked voice echoed from behind. She panted as she caught up to Mila. Placing her hands on her waist, she lowered her head and breathed heavily.By then, Lucas had caught up to the two women. Mila looked at Nathan hesitantly. Under the gaze of everyone around, she struggled to express her helpless and guilty feelings.She didn't want to hurt Nathan, but she was well aware that she couldn't offer him what he wanted. The best she could do was to apologize to him.Nathan briefly glanced at Phoebe and asked Mila, "Mila? Do you have another name?"Mila was slightly taken aback. She quickly recalled her previous career and nervously explained, "I published a book once. Mila was my pen name."Was she a published author before? Well, she was surely an all-rounder.Fixing a passionate gaze on Mila, Nathan finally remarked, "You haven't changed at all. You've been an outstanding person since young."With that, he entered the car without any longing.Luca

Cameron casually took a sip of his drink before responding, "You're not."Nathan let out a sigh. "Love in this life often feels like an insignificant desire. Marriage or not, it's not a matter of life and death."Cameron chuckled in response, a sense of irony in his voice. He took another sip of his drink, strolled to the nearby sofa, and settled in with his legs crossed."You appear quite composed. It seems like you're not as emotionally affected as they say. Divorce doesn't seem to faze you much, does it?"Nathan remained silent, instead reaching for a box of liquor from the desk. He walked over to Cameron and placed it on the coffee table."Take the alcohol home and drink it. I don't have time to keep you company," Nathan replied curtly, settling the bottle down before returning to his desk to resume work.Cameron, still seated with his legs crossed, watched Nathan intently, lost in thought as he sipped his drink.Initially, Cameron had come to share a drink with Nathan, but

Mila exited Sudvilla, dragging her suitcase behind her.Phoebe emerged from the car, swiftly taking Mila's suitcase and stowing it in the trunk.Seated in the passenger seat, Mila stared out at the landscape, tears welling up in her eyes, an unfamiliar sense of discomfort engulfing her heart.It felt as though her heart was being pricked by a thousand needles, the ache nearly unbearable, Nathan's memory haunting her every thought.Phoebe settled into the driver's seat, starting the engine before pulling away from the curb. "Mila, when are we heading back to Sunterland?" she inquired.Mila turned her gaze to the passing scenery outside the window, her voice calm as she asked, "Did you make the report?""Yes, I did," Phoebe responded solemnly. "The country needs you and is eager for your return as soon as possible."Mila's lips twisted in bitterness as she took a deep breath. "You shouldn't have rushed to report it.""Why not?" "I need to handle things here first. It's not goin

"What's our plan?" Mila hesitated briefly before turning to Phoebe. "We're going to stay at Hoffis Manor," she declared.Phoebe's expression turned incredulous. "Stay at Hoffis Manor? Are you serious?"Mila sighed. "It's the only way you can be close enough to protect my grandparents."Without further discussion, Phoebe headed inside to pack their belongings.An hour later, in the luxurious villa of Hoffis Manor, Mila and Phoebe stood in the living room, each with a suitcase beside them.The staff of Hoffis Manor exchanged puzzled glances, their skepticism evident as they observed the two unfamiliar women.Loretta was equally stunned, gazing at their suitcases with disbelief. She couldn't help but feel shocked and slightly amused by the situation."When did Hoffis Manor become a shelter?" Loretta's tone dripped with disdain. "Who gave you the audacity to assume you can stay in my house? It's laughable and embarrassing. Where do you get the nerve to make such requests?"Mila r