She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

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…”

to chase a woman was to please

very

had just inspected the hotel, stared coldly at the two of them

much, Mr. Hunt! Never mind

she was lying to someone else! I didn’t even see her putting in that much effort when she was lying

him had question marks all over his face.

darkened. A sharp look flashed across his deep-set eyes, and even the

said frostily, “Look

“Yes, sir.”

into the cafe, Nora found a table by the window. In a matter of

himself, yet his tone was mocking

so much flesh on her face that even her eyes were nearly squeezed shut. When she walks,

even insisted on using the excuse that her obesity is due to hormonal injections. Hah, she speaks as if she’ll be a

at home ever since, cooping herself up every day in her room. She doesn’t even kick up a

me marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally impaired

was close to nodding off as she listened to him

that crying and kicking up a

hadn’t fought back despite being hit was that she had always kept 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 she became of age. She had said that this was the

the Smiths’ behavior. If it weren’t for

who realized that he had said too much, hurriedly asked, “Oh, what am I saying such things for? Where

casually made up

Andersons from

That was a

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

didn’t care about his assumptions and

her grip around her coffee cup had tightened slightly. “I heard that your fiancée gave birth to a

“That’s just a rumor, Miss Anderson! That fatty

Nora had only given birth to

incur the people’s wrath if anyone knew that they had done

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

that she was leaving, vividly acting the part

reached out to grab her. “That’s

evaded him and raised an eyebrow. “So,

didn’t raise Anthony’s suspicions. After all, such secrets about wealthy families were what many people liked to talk about idly. Just like gossip about

Smith—was the one that handled

didn’t seem to be