"Sister-in-law, I'll pretend I didn't hear a word. After all, you'll always be Chase's elder sister-in-law."
With that, Wendy Moore turned away, a faint smile on her lips.
Nancy Ford stood rooted to the spot, her face pale with fury, her nails biting into her palms.
So what if she was Chase's sister-in-law? As long as Chase kept the most important place in his heart for her, what threat could Wendy pose—even if she held the title of his wife?
...
Wendy stepped out of the restroom in her heels and nearly collided with Chase Fields.
Seizing the moment, she said, "It's late—can you take me home now?"
Chase fixed her with a dark, unreadable gaze, one that sent a chill down her spine. Then, coldly: "Don't go home tonight. Stay. I'll take you back tomorrow morning to pack."
"Chase… I nee
