All Chapters of The Wrong Woman, The Wrong Move: Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

Eleanor had set a time to sit down and have a proper discussion about my relationship with Karl. Given the current circumstances, I didn't think it was the right time. At the same time, I was worried that Agnes might act up, so I thought about canceling the meeting. "This is a matter between the elders," Eleanor said. "Even though you and Karl have already registered your marriage, we shouldn't skip the necessary formalities. It's only right for us to meet your family out of courtesy."Agnes promptly agreed. The meeting took place at a hotel under Yeager Group. Since I had just fallen out with the Carringtons, I simply nodded at them upon meeting. Though Agnes' expression gave nothing away, she actually had the audacity to demand ten million dollars as a gift from the groom, saying she wouldn't agree to the marriage otherwise."Furthermore, Sasha can't take this money with her. Once she marries into your family, we'll cut all ties with her."This wasn't a discussion about ma

Thanks to Karl pulling the strings, the house Sean and Agnes were living in was auctioned off, and all their cars and other assets were liquidated as well.But one of my properties was already transferred to Isobel, and I decided not to pursue it further. Less than a month later, Karl placed the forcibly reclaimed money in front of me. I was just about to take it when he pulled it back. "Give it to me. Consider it your wedding gift for me."I rolled my eyes. "Keep dreaming. Hand it over."Karl raised his hand. As I reached for it, I lost my balance and tumbled straight into his arms.He pressed me down and kissed me. "Darling, I've already given you my wedding gift. Are you really not considering making our relationship public?"I smirked, deliberately teasing him. "A marriage of convenience—you said it yourself."A year ago, after Sean got into trouble, his debts were so overwhelming that I had no way out. I had no choice but to offer up the company's shares to Karl, and he

Once the wedding date was set, the next steps were choosing a dress, finalizing the venue, and taking wedding photos.While Eleanor took charge of every single detail of the wedding arrangements, my new company had also begun to thrive with its newly established reputation. At noon, Karl came to pick me up. We were going to the hotel for a food tasting today. When we arrived, I felt a little unwell as I got out of the car.Handing the car keys to the valet, Karl looked at me with concern. "What's wrong? Are you feeling under the weather?"I patted my chest. "It's nothing. I'm just a little nauseous."He asked the hotel for a glass of lemon water, and I felt much better after drinking it. "If you're not feeling well, we can come back another day," he suggested."No need. Let them bring out the dishes."Unfortunately, today's menu was full of rich, heavy dishes. The first dish, tuna tartare, was manageable, but the next one—steak—almost made me throw up the moment I smelled it.