The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 256

Suzanne's voice quivered as she asked, "Should I excuse myself to give you some privacy?"

Fenna glanced at Suzanne with indifference. "Seems like current affairs aren't your forte. Reality shows and soap operas seem more your style, am I right?"

Suppressing her frustration, Suzanne took a deep breath. She hesitated to linger and listen, fearing those topics might be sensitive or even confidential. She never expected Fenna to portray her as ignorant.

Nathan's brow furrowed, his gaze piercing as he focused on Fenna. "What's wrong with you? Can't you speak nicely?"

Cameron nervously cleared his throat, forcing a smile. "Nathan, Suzanne, don't let it bother you. Fenna is going through a breakup."

Nathan appeared surprised. "Fenna was in a relationship?"

Fenna averted her gaze and stared out the window, neither confirming nor denying it.

Cameron chimed in, "Yes, yet another breakup."

Fenna's expression soured, her displeasure evident as she abruptly stood up. "Let's have dinner here tonight. What would you like to eat? I'll get started on it now."

Nathan was accustomed to Fenna's habits. Whenever she visited, she insisted on cooking herself.

Cameron added, "It's been ages since I've had Phoenicia beef stew."

Nathan replied, "Anything will do."

Fenna glanced at Suzanne, her disapproval evident in her furrowed brows and stern gaze.

Feeling uncertain, Suzanne responded, "I'm fine with anything."

Fenna let out a sarcastic chuckle, her hands resting firmly on her hips as she addressed Suzanne. "So, Suzanne, is that how it is? This is your home, after all. It's a norm for the host to prepare dinner for guests.

"You're not going to help and expect me to cook for you instead?"

Feeling overwhelmed by Fenna's assertive demeanor, Suzanne felt as if she was dealing with a daunting and critical sister-in-law, suffocated by her presence. Even Gary and Florence had never been this intimidating.

Ignoring her jest, Nathan made his way to the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Suzanne sat dejectedly on the sofa, absentmindedly playing with the hem of her clothes, feeling deeply unsettled. She couldn't shake the nagging worry that Nathan might deem her worthless.

Unable to cook or manage household chores, lacking in social grace and job skills, and preferring solitude, she felt like a dull and futile presence.

Cameron took a sip of coffee while observing Suzanne, noticing her melancholy. "Suzanne, please don't mind Fenna's words. It's mainly because we're too familiar with Nathan. Sometimes, we tend to speak without restraint."

Forcing a tight smile, Suzanne snapped out of her reverie. Observing Fenna's casual treatment of their surroundings, she couldn't resist asking, "Where do you all live?"

Cameron gestured to the street outside the balcony. "Just across the street, at Hudson Manor."

Suzanne pursed her lips and remained silent.

After all, they were friends, colleagues, and neighbors. Their close-knit bond and mutual familiarity suddenly made perfect sense.