Living With My Lady Boss

Only Nancy looked at Conan with a faint smile on her face.

Unbeknownst to everyone else, at that moment, Nancy felt as though her heart was pierced by a thousand needles.

In fact, there was no need to worry about what Conan's choice would be.

His hesitation alone was proof of his thoughts. He could easily abandon her.

However, her marriage to Conan was not about love to begin with.

Nancy knew that very well, so she could forgive Conan's hesitation, even if it broke her heart.

Finally, Conan took a long breath and murmured, "Samantha, the wedding can be suspended, but can we discuss our matters before making a decision?"

Nancy smiled. As she did that, tears started streaming from her eyes.

Conan had made his choice, but he also wanted to obtain greater benefits and negotiate with Samantha.

Meanwhile, Nancy had been completely abandoned.

However, Samantha laughed and said, "Conan, that's impossible. You'll lose everything you have unless you marry me. You have nothing to negotiate with me right now."

Everyone also saw that Samantha's intention to marry Conan was not simply out of love anymore.

It was just revenge. The strong desire for revenge had seriously distorted Samantha's mentality.

She did not care whether Conan loved her or not. She wanted to get Conan anyway. She wanted to humiliate Conan in public, to embarrass him in front of everyone, and surrender at her feet.

As for Nancy, the more uncomfortable she appeared, the happier Samantha would be.

That was the consequence of snatching her toy away.

She wanted to prove to everyone that there was nothing she, Samantha, could not get, no matter what means she used.

Conan wanted to say something else.

Just then, Nancy wiped away her tears and said calmly, "You have made your choice, I wish you all the best."

After saying that, Nancy turned around and walked toward the back.

Her back was still straight and proud, but the sadness emanating from her body had permeated the entire wedding hall, and everyone could sense it.

A loud crack could be heard.

The teacup in Wilbur's hand was crushed to pieces.

Regular swords may not hurt him, but his finger was cut, and blood oozed out of

it.

Faron took a look and said hurriedly, "Wilbur, calm down. I will handle it, okay? You take Nancy and leave first."

Faron was a little scared.

Wilbur was furious. If there was a bloodbath here, things would be serious.

"Do you think I am a person who kills indiscriminately?" Wilbur asked.

Faron said quickly, "No, definitely not."

At this time, Conan, who was on the podium, saw Nancy leaving and finally let go of his last worries.

At this point, what choice did he have?

He looked at Samantha and murmured, "Samantha, I am willing to marry you."

The whole place was in an uproar, and the hall was abuzz with discussions.

All of Conan's relatives and friends looked at him with different expressions on their faces.

Conan surrendered, and Samantha succeeded in her revenge.

However, how should Nancy be compensated for the hurt she suffered?

Being abandoned at a wedding, no matter who it was, would probably make one lose the will to live.

Everyone shook their heads. Samantha and Conan had gone too far.

At this moment, a voice said, "Nancy, wait for me."

Nancy trembled and stood there, but she did not dare to look back.

Everyone was stunned and followed the source of the sound.noveldrama

Wilbur stood up and walked toward the ceremony stage.

Faron saw the situation and hurriedly followed.

Wilbur quickly came to Nancy, took her hand, and said, "Do not leave in a hurry."

Nancy lowered her head and murmured, "Is this not embarrassing enough already?"

"You shouldn't be the one feeling embarrassed," Wilbur said solemnly. "You did not do anything wrong, so why should you blame yourself?"