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

very experienced in

stared

Mr. Hunt! Never mind that she had deliberately approached

even referred to her daughter as her younger sister when she was lying to someone else! I

behind him had question marks all over his

even the temperature in the entire

said frostily,

“Yes, sir.”

a matter of a few words, she had made Anthony turn the topic to the matter of his

eager to explain himself, yet his

know how ugly that fatty is. There’s so much flesh on her face that even her eyes were nearly squeezed shut. When she

even insisted on using the excuse that her obesity is due to hormonal

elementary school in third grade, and stayed at home ever since, cooping herself up every day in her room. She doesn’t even kick up a

to make me marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally impaired

close to nodding off as she listened to him

she was a child that crying and kicking up a fuss were useless

her mind—she must be plain and mediocre, and that she was not allowed to

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

said too much, hurriedly asked, “Oh, what am I saying such things for?

made up

from New

swallowed hard. That was a

from such a wealthy family.

care about his assumptions and

heard that your fiancée gave birth to a child five years ago, but it was abandoned. I’m really curious—where did that

hurriedly explained. “That’s just a rumor, Miss Anderson!

the Smiths publicly announced was that Nora had

would incur the people’s wrath if anyone knew

don’t want to say it, then

put the coffee cup down heavily on the table and pretended that she was leaving,

panicked. He reached out to grab her. “That’s not what

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

people liked to talk about idly. Just like gossip about celebrities, a lot of people would find it

the one that handled it

Anthony didn’t seem to be lying, Nora lost

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