The Cherished Wife



Tania's half-smile remained. "And what's this, Mr. Langford?"

"Layla and I got married," Jordan announced, his gaze lingering on Tania as if she were a piece of exquisite art.

Tania's smile faded a touch. "Well, congrats. I've been abroad for a few years, so I missed out on your big day."

"Don't sweat it, Tania. Now that you're back, we'll have all the time in the world to catch up. You can always celebrate with Jordan and me at our wedding party later."

"Is that so? Is Ms. Layla planning on walking down the aisle with Mr. Langford again?"

Layla's face tensed up, and she gave Tania an awkward glance. "Sis, you've got it all wrong. I just..."

"Ms. Layla, just stick to calling me Tania. It's the name your dear mom graced me with, after all."

"You..." Layla's complexion turned sour.

The worst thing about her life was having Yasmin as a mother. She had no shame. If it were not for Yasmin, she would be living it up as the rightful heiress of the Hoffman family, not dealing with that mess. "Tania, I get it. You despise me because I ended up with the title that should've been yours. But it's not like I had a say in it. I was just a clueless kid."

"Right, you're the picture of innocence." Tania's laugh was biting. "So innocent that even after you knew I was the real Hoffman heiress, you still had the nerve to come after me, didn't you?" Tania was already in a foul mood, and Layla's blunder just added fuel to the fire. "And here you are, still parading around with my Hoffman name. Doesn't that feel wrong? Why don't you ask your dear mom who your real dad is?"

"I..."

"Tania, Layla's not feeling great, I'm gonna take her to get checked out," Jordan said, cutting off Tania's words with a quick nod, ready to whisk Layla away. However, Layla was not having any of it.

She remembered the days when she was the star of the show and felt like she had hit rock bottom. Ever since

Jordan laid eyes on Tania, he could not seem to look away.

"Jordan, Tania and I are practically sisters. Now that she's back, we have to get dinner together today, right?"

"Dinner? You're not exactly in a position to..."

Peter rolled up in his car, bringing it to a smooth stop in front of them.

He rolled down the window, and his piercing gaze fixed on Layla. His eyes were like a deep abyss, and in that brief moment, Jordan could sense Layla's terror.

Layla trembled, clutching Jordan's hand in a panic.

Peter's lips twisted into a half-smile. "Ms. Layla, are you going out and about with those injuries? Isn't Mr. Langford worried you might run into trouble?"

Stepping out of the car, Peter stood by Tania's side, his stance protective, his look sharp as he faced Layla and Jordan.noveldrama

Layla was petrified, especially at the sight of Reter, her heart pounding uncontrollably. Jordan, seeing Peter and Tania together, his eyes betrayed a whirlwind of emotions.

"Peter, I'll go check on Brandon!" Noelle chimed in just in time. Peter gave her a quick look and nodded. "Thanks for doing that."

Noelle swung the car door open and climbed in to find Brandon buckled into his safety seat, his big, glossy eyes filled with curiosity as he gazed out the window. "Brandon

"Aunt, when are mom and Uncle Peter coming up?" Brandon asked.