The Wrong Woman

Vera was trembling with anger. She clenched her fists and turned to Nathan. “She’s lying, isn’t she, Nate?”

Nathan looked dejected. “She is Sally, Grandma.”

Devastated, Vera’s eyes reddened. She gripped Suzanne’s hand with a trembling hand and asked tightly, “Chubs, they’re lying, aren’t they? You are my granddaughter-in-law.”

Suzanne knew that Vera was upset by this revelation, but it was a long time coming.

She hadn’t known before that she had mistook her for someone else,

so she had accepted her kindness without question.

Now that she knew this was all just a misunderstanding, she couldn’t let Vera continue to love her. She had no right to continue to be

Nathan’s wife.

Suzanne’s heart ached at the impending loss of the last person who loved her, but she plowed on anyway. “Grandma, I thought you called me Chubs because I had a round face. I didn’t know you m

for someone else.”

Vera’s eyes were filled with tears. She gripped Suzanne’s hand tightly and sobbed, “I didn’t mistake you for anybody. You are Don’t you remember? You were chubby when you were younger. Nathan called you Chubs.

me

“You were his favorite person ever. He doted on you, Chubs, but you were too naive to know why he did.

“When you went abroad for your studies and lost contact with us, Nathan was devastated. He spent years pining for you. He even

begged me to let him marry you when you returned. He didn’t want to live without you.

“I went to so much effort to get the two of you married, but you’re telling me now that I’ve got the wrong person?”

Vera was sobbing uncontrollably by the end of that.

Suzanne was upset to see Vera crying. Her heart felt like it had been set on fire from how much pain she was feeling. Tears welled in her

eyes.

Nathan and Sally’s love story was touching indeed. She was envious of their love for each other.

She could never have that kind of love, because she wasn’t Sally.

Suzanne lowered her head in guilt. “I’m sorry, Grandma. I really didn’t know you had the wrong person. I kept telling you that my name was Suzanne, not Sally.”

“I don’t care what your name is,” Vera continued crying. “You’re still Chubs, my granddaughter-in-law. You might have lost weight and become prettier, but I can tell from your personality that you’re my

Chubs. You lived with me for three years. I know I’m not wrong.” Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Sally panicked. She took out her phone hastily. “Grandma, y have the wrong person. I’m Chubs. Look, I have photos. Here some that I took with my parents while I was abroad. And th uncle, I believe you know him. We’ve taken photos every year fo years that I was abroad until my parents were killed when I wa

“I spent two years with my uncle after that and only returned two years ago. My uncle can vouch for me. I’ve visited you before too, bu you didn’t recognize me.”