NovelGoldAnne lifted her hand, intending to wipe the corner of Nigel's lips. "Nigel, are you
okay?"
Before she could touch him, Nigel took a step back. "I'm heading home."
With that, he left.
Anne's hand froze midair. Now that no one else was around, she dropped the
gentle act, her expression twisting with resentment and malice.
She hated Fiona.
Anne was the daughter of the Hampton family's driver. Years ago, her father had
died saving Nigel's father, leaving her an orphan.
Out of gratitude, Nigel had always looked after her, and she had grown up
alongside Nigel.
She had loved him for as long as she could remember, convinced that one day
she would marry him and bechis wife.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, out of nowhere, the Hamptons and the Jakemans arranged a marriage
alliance, and Nigel married Fiona.
At first, Anne consoled herself with the thought that Fiona was nothing more than
a bargaining chip. She had always thought Fiona was just a woman doomed to a
lonely life in a loveless marriage, but that wasn't the case.
Fiona was a seductress. The moment she married into the family, she latched
onto Nigel and never let go.
Anne had stood outside Nigel's study one night two years into their marriage. The
door wasn't fully closed, just slightly ajar.
When she peered through the gap, she saw them. There was a stack of
documents on the desk when Nigel was seated in his office chair.
Fiona straddled his lap, and her slip dress slipped off one shoulder, revealing
bare, silken skin.
Nigel's voice was hoarse as he said, "I still have a lot of work to do tonight."
Fiona clung to him and said, "Stop working, darling. | want it."
Nigel pulled her into his arms and replied, "Let's go to the bedroom then."
She refused. "Let's do it right here in your study. Don't you like that?"
He tilted his head back and kissed her, letting her hands slip under his expensive
dress shirt and roam wherever they pleased.
Breathless, she murmured, "I heard you hired a very pretty secretary."
"Who?"
"Don't play dumb. That gorgeous secretary of yours-she's practically eyeing you
like a meal."
Nigel chuckled. "I really have no idea who you're talking about."
"Really? Well, since you don't even know her, I'll just tell your secretary to have
her transferred somewhere else."
"Do as you like."
Satisfied, Fiona's voice turned
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsaccharine. "Darling, do you think I'm
being petty? It's your fault for being
so handsand rich. If | don't
keep an eye on you, you'll end up
‘feeding the public."
With a serious expression, Nigel slid
his hand under her dress. "You never
givea chance to. You drain me
dry every night-there's nothing left
for anyone else."
Fiona kissed him. "Darling, let's have a baby."
Nigel asked, "What's with the sudden change of heart?"
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