Chapter 6: Two-Timing?

The lobby of Hotel Finest was lavishly decorated, and the neat and clean marble floor reflected light.

Anthony sat on the sofa and stared in the direction of the elevator.

The Hunts’ hotel management was strict, and the front desk refused to sell their customers’ information. Thus, he could only come over early in the morning to wait, in hopes that he could catch the woman.

His hard work paid off, and he finally found her.

He jumped onto his feet when the graceful figure carelessly came out. With a bouquet of roses in his hands, he blocked her path in what he thought was a very charming manner. “Hello, beautiful. What a coincidence, I didn’t expect for us to meet again!”

Nora was rendered speechless.

They had already annulled their engagement, so why was this guy still showing up in front of her again and again?

Anthony, who didn’t notice her annoyance at all, said with a smile: “Since it seems like we’re destined to be, surely you should tell me your name now?”

Nora narrowed her eyes.

She originally couldn’t be bothered to pay him any attention, but when she thought of how he had also been in the delivery room back when she was giving birth… Perhaps she could try sounding him out.

 

Her lips slowly parted. “Isabel Anderson.”

Anderson was her mother’s last name.

Anthony’s eyes lit up. “Are you free, Miss Anderson? Coincidence is a wonderful thing. How about going to the cafe next door and having a chat?”

Nora nodded without much care.

Anthony walked in front eagerly. “This way, Miss Anderson… By the way, where’s your younger sister?”

Nora raised her brows. “My younger sister?”

“Yes, that little girl who came out of the airport with you yesterday. You look only about 20 years old; surely you can’t possibly have a daughter who’s already that age, right?” Anthony jested, thinking he was being humorous.

“…” Nora couldn’t be bothered to explain. Instead, she replied, “Let’s go upstairs.”

“It’s just as well that she isn’t here. That way, she won’t bother us… The cakes from the cafe over there are pretty good. You can bring some back for your sister later…”

woman was to please everyone around

was very experienced

had just inspected the hotel, stared coldly at

curled his lip. “That woman’s too much, Mr. Hunt! Never mind that she had deliberately approached Pete to please you, but

sister when she was lying to someone else! I didn’t

behind him had question marks all over his face. Was

deep-set eyes, and even the temperature in

frostily, “Look her

“Yes, sir.”

cafe, Nora found a table by the window. In a matter of a few words, she had made Anthony turn the topic to

himself, yet his tone was mocking and

Miss Anderson. You don’t know how ugly that fatty is. There’s so much flesh on her face that even her eyes were nearly squeezed shut. When she walks, it’s as if the whole place

to hormonal injections. Hah, she speaks as if she’ll be a beauty if she slims

cooping herself up every day in her room. She doesn’t even

unfair to make me marry an uneducated, illiterate,

was close to nodding off as she listened

crying and kicking up a fuss were useless in a home as

her mother’s last words firmly in her mind—she must be plain and mediocre, and that she was not allowed to show her wit and ingenuity before

hate the Smiths’ behavior. If it weren’t for that company, I wouldn’t

had said too much, hurriedly asked, “Oh, what am I saying such things for? Where are you from, Miss

up an answer. “New

Andersons from

swallowed hard. That was a big-name family

fawned on her even more. “I didn’t expect you to come from such a wealthy family. No wonder you

care about his assumptions and continued

heard that your fiancée gave birth to a child five years

explained. “That’s just a rumor, Miss Anderson! That fatty took the child

announced was that Nora had only given birth to

if anyone knew that they

scoffed. “I’m just curious. Since you don’t want to

put the coffee cup down heavily on the table and pretended that she was leaving, vividly acting the part of

out to grab

him and raised an eyebrow. “So, are you going to answer me

people liked to talk about idly. Just like gossip about

the one that handled it back then. I really

be lying, Nora lost interest

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