“Where are you? I’lle over.” Nathan sounded meek.


    A warm feeling rose in M’s chest. “Don’t worry. I’m already on my way over. Just tell me where we


    can meet. Shall we meet in Sudvi?”


    “No, I’ll send you a location.”


    “Okay. See you in a bit.”


    After hanging up, M received the location from Nathan. After telling the driver where to go, she


    looked out the window at the night scenery with a heavy heart.


    She hadn’t figured out how to talk to Nathan about his marriage to Sally. She had impulsively decided


    to meet Nathan because she didn’t want him to get married to Sally.


    Such a fine man deserved a better woman, not a criminal.


    The car came to a stop half an hourter. The driver announced, “We’re here.”


    M nced around before pulling out her wallet for the fare. Just then, the driver’s window was


    tapped. Somebody handed the money through the window to the driver.


    This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    “Thank you,” said the driver joyfully.


    M’s car door was pulled open before she realized what was happening.


    “Come on, Wanda.” Nathan’s deep voice was pleasant. It was like a breeze that calmed the soul.


    After M stepped out of the car, she saw the person she was all too familiar with–Nathan.


    He looked elegant and handsome in a white shirt and ck pants. They were standing in front of the


    picturesque Alpine Estate.


    “Nate,” M greeted nervously. She hadn’t expected him to pick her up outside the estate.


    “I’m meeting some friends inside. Join us if you don’t mind,” Nathan said casually with one hand in his


    pocket.


    M nodded. “Sure.”


    They walked side by side toward the estate. The main street of the estate was lined with tall trees that


    were decorated with aesthetic lights, and the flower beds were brimming with a variety of flowers. The


    warm yellow glow of the lights made the atmosphere look especially cozy at night.


    “Nate, are you feeling better?” M asked caringly.


    “I’m fine. Why were you looking for me in such a hurry? Is anything wrong?”


    Clutching her phone, M summoned the courage to ask, “Are you going to marry Sally?”


    Nathan hummed in reply. He slowed his pace to let M catch up.


    Though mentally prepared, M was still heartbroken: She turned her teary eyes to Nathan. Why? You


    know what kind of person she is. Why do you still want to marry her?”


    Nathan walked on in silence.


    “There is no Sally Hoffis. Under what identity is she marrying you?”


    “As Wanda Hoffis.”


    “Nate, have you lost your mind?”


    Nathan turned to M when he realized he hadn’t caught up with her. He felt a sharp pain in his heart


    when he saw the troubled look in her eyes.


    He smiled wryly. “Were you ever in love with me, Wanda, in our childhood or after the loss of your


    memory?”


    M fell silent. She was afraid to answer.