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…”

chase a woman was to please everyone around

was very

inspected the hotel, stared coldly at

much, Mr. Hunt! Never mind that

lying to someone else! I didn’t even see her putting in

over his face. Was this really

deep-set eyes, and even the temperature in the entire

said frostily,

“Yes, sir.”

of a few words,

explain himself, yet

flesh on her face that even her eyes were nearly squeezed shut. When she walks, it’s as if the whole place

her obesity is due to hormonal injections. Hah, she speaks as

stayed at home ever since, cooping herself up every day in her room. She doesn’t even kick up a fuss when anyone hits or scolds her, much

make me marry an uneducated, illiterate, and mentally impaired fatty like that,

nodding off as she listened to him with

since she was a child that crying and kicking up a

why she 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

weren’t for that company, I

asked, “Oh, what am I saying such things for? Where

up an answer.

Andersons from New

swallowed hard. That was a big-name family

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

assumptions and continued to

her coffee cup had tightened slightly. “I heard that your fiancée gave birth to a child five years ago, but it was abandoned. I’m really curious—where did that child

just a rumor, Miss Anderson! That fatty took the child

announced was that Nora had only

would incur the people’s wrath if anyone knew that they

don’t want to say it,

pretended that she

grab her. “That’s not what I meant.

“So, are you going to answer

secrets about wealthy families were what many people liked to talk about idly. Just like gossip about celebrities, a lot of people would

Henry—Henry Smith—was the one that handled it back then. I really

be lying, Nora lost interest