The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 532

It was undeniable that Buck's wife was a real nuisance. While she wouldn't actually kill herself, getting entangled with her was a major headache that was hard to shake off.

Since this man had jumped in without knowing the first thing about the situation, Penelope felt he needed to be taught a lesson: it's best not to meddle in other people's affairs.

As the two women got on the elevator, they saw the man hadn't left; he was now talking to Buck's wife, getting her side of the story.

"Penelope, I'm worried something might happen," Hannah said, feeling uneasy.

"Just ask yourself this: do you have any responsibility toward Buck and his family?"

Hannah shook her head. She was the victim. What responsibility could she possibly have?

"If you have no responsibility, then don't worry about it. With people like them, the kinder you are, the more they think they can walk all over you!" She glanced back at the man, a corner of her mouth twitching. "As long as our conscience is clear, that's all that matters."

What other people thought of her, especially a complete stranger, was utterly irrelevant.

By the time Natalie arrived at the audition with her two little terrors, they were already running late and had to take a spot at the end of the line, with more than a dozen other children ahead of them.

Hubert needed to use the restroom, so Natalie had Kristin wait on a bench, telling her not to wander off, before taking Hubert to the bathroom.

When they returned, Natalie saw that someone had arrived even later than them and was now in line behind their spot. As she started to walk over, the father turned his head, and she froze in shock.

It was Hamilton!

He was wearing a black overcoat, his hair slicked back, looking as if he had just rushed back from a trip. He was holding the hand of a little girl dressed like a princess in a white dress.

Hamilton was bent over, speaking to the girl with a doting smile on his face.

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