Chapter 702

Anne 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 become his wife. However, 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