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Chapter 63: The content.

作者: Ray Michael
last update 公開日: 2026-08-10 22:32:33

“Are you sure?” Patrick asked his daughter, Nadine.

Nadine nodded. “I was there when everything happened. He called her his wife.” She clenched her jaw, the words tasting bitter in her mouth. “Then kissed her in front of the family.”

Patrick’s eyes drilled holes into his white study wall. “Interesting…”

Nadine frowned, almost annoyed. “What's interesting about that? Why would he marry her?”

“We underestimated him.” He folded his arms and leaned back in his chair, gaze still focused as though
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  • Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle   Chapter 63: The content.

    “Are you sure?” Patrick asked his daughter, Nadine. Nadine nodded. “I was there when everything happened. He called her his wife.” She clenched her jaw, the words tasting bitter in her mouth. “Then kissed her in front of the family.”Patrick’s eyes drilled holes into his white study wall. “Interesting…” Nadine frowned, almost annoyed. “What's interesting about that? Why would he marry her?”“We underestimated him.” He folded his arms and leaned back in his chair, gaze still focused as though his mind was somewhere far off, thinking about more than he let on. “So he's been pretending all along, while his eyes were on the prize.”Nadine shifted uncomfortably. She didn't exactly know about that. Even if Tyson had his eyes on the prize, there was no reason for him to choose Lyra over her and embarrass her like that publicly. After all, Alex was also after the prize but he never chose Lyra over her. Tyson also had no reason to kiss her that way. No right to claim her in front of them.

  • Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle   Chapter 62: Ra baby

    Lyra opened the door of Sam's room slowly. She flicked on a switch by her right and the room brightened. Then her eyes roamed through the place. The smell of old books and dust hit her first. But nothing had changed.The rumpled bed still sat beneath the window, its shiny blue duvet pale under the layer of dirt.Sam used to sit there in the evenings, staring outside for hours. She said it helped her ‘think’. It was either that or long evening walks. For her, it was a well-needed break from screens.The reading chair beside the bookshelf remained angled toward the sunlight exactly as Sam had always left it. A pair of slippers rested beside the bed, toes pointing toward the mattress, waiting for feet that'd never slip into them again.Dust floated lazily through the thin stream of sunlight filtering between the curtains. It settled over every surface, softening the edges of picture frames, bookshelves and the wooden desk tucked neatly into the corner.Ever since her mum died, Lyra kep

  • Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle   Chapter 61: Answers

    Lyra tried to adjust subtly and pull away from him but his hands remained firmly in place. “I mean, after what you did.” She chuckled nervously, trying to seem stable. But it appeared to have the opposite effect. “There's no reason they won't believe.”“Were you shocked?”She laughed again. This time more forced than the first. She tucked her hair behind her ear. “I mean, I understand why you did it, but it was out of nowhere. Your family was there.” Her brain was bouncing around in her head, not knowing how to handle the fact that he was so close to her. The fact that his hands on her waist sent jolts of electricity pulsing up her spine.Tyson didn't speak right away. His eyes just pinned her. Unblinking. Unwavering. Like he could see right past her exterior, to whatever substance made up her soul. And that made the silence even more unnerving. Desperate to break the quiet, her mouth parted again. “You could've warned me.”His gaze dropped to her lips briefly, a flicker of something

  • Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle   Chapter 60: Do you think they believe?

    Back at the Wilson's estate, the servants cleared the half-eaten meals and untouched full courses. The Wilson family had long dispersed after what happened. Every step Fiona took was laced with rage strong enough to crush the floorboards. After Nadine left, she’d demanded to talk to Alex in his room. As soon as they entered the room, Fiona shut the door behind her. Alex was the first to speak. “That damn Tyson—” She slapped him. He blinked. “Mum—” Fiona bit the inside of her cheek hard, almost as if the word ‘mum’ seemed to bring out all the anger in her. She channeled all that energy and struck him again. Alex's head whipped to the side from the force. His eyes widened with shock and he pressed a palm on his burning face. “What the fuck?!” He fumed. “Why does everyone keep hitting me?” “I've had enough! You keep acting like a damn child!!” Alex recoiled, his face twisting into a scowl. “What?” “You had only one job—get Lyra to marry you. She was already head over heels i

  • Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle   Chapter 59: Let's go

    Empty. Blank. That's how her mind felt. She froze, her brain stumbling to catch up. And before she could even process what was happening, Tyson pulled away. The kiss was brief, but it was filled with possession and certainty. Like it was more than just confirming they're married. Like it was real. Tyson's hand behind Lyra shifted lower—to the small of her back and a tingling sensation shot up her spine. She stared at him, sinking into the endless gray of his eyes, unsure of how to react. Butterflies rose violently and attacked her belly like a storm. What was he thinking? He'd just kissed her… Tyson really kissed her. In front of his family. Wow. Nadine's feet were glued on the spot, her face shifting from shock and confusion to anger that made bile climb her throat. Her hands went numb from shock. Her bag slipped from her hand and hit the ground with a light thud. How was this even possible? She had high expectations from Uncle Tyson. Why on earth would he settle for so

  • Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle   Chapter 58: Bullshit!

    As they walked back, Tyson was still holding on to Lyra. She pretended her hair needed adjusting, and pulled her hand away from his. He glanced at her briefly, but didn't say a word. They reached their seats, and Tyson pulled out Lyra's chair. “Thanks,” she murmured, lowering herself quickly, so as not to draw any more attention towards them. Alex's grip tightened around his cutlery. While Fiona still had her suspicious look. Tyson sat too. Dinner felt a tiny bit less tense. But only for Lyra. “My dear, how's working at Helixion? I hope it's not too demanding?” Grandpa asked Lyra. He peeked at his son. “He's a bit thorough, isn't he?” “He is.” Lyra laughed and Tyson raised a brow at her. “But he's nice.” Grandpa Wilson glanced at Tyson again. Something flashed in his eyes for half a second before he nodded. “I see…” After a moment, he deboned a piece of fish and placed it on Tyson's plate. “You used to like when I did this for you.” Tyson shrugged and picked it up

  • Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle   Chapter 5: Legally hitched.

    In Mantha Oil Limited's top floor, Magnus had just entered the biggest office in the building. Patrick, who was resting with both eyes shut, opened an eye and glanced at his assistant lazily. “What is it?”“I have news on EC,” Magnus announced.Patrick leaned forward and raised a brow, curiosity p

  • Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle   Chapter 4: Welcome Davis

    Moments later, Tyson returned with a nurse in her mid-twenties. She checked Lyra's vitals and said she was fine. The impact from the accident wasn't fatal, and she just had a few bruises.After the nurse left, Tyson sat beside Lyra, an awkward silence stretching in the room. Until he broke it. “Sor

  • Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle   Chapter 3: Big audience.

    “Nadine?” Alex called out, worry etched on his face. Lyra knew that this was just one of Nadine's tricks. She wondered how Alex was always so blind to it. “Lex, please help me. I don't know what's wrong. I can't breat—” Nadine collapsed to the ground. Murmurs swept through the church. Men in

  • Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle   Chapter 2: People don't change easily

    The soft hum of machines and the smell of antiseptic and drugs sifted through the air in Crestmont Medical Center. In Ward 105, Lyra slowly blinked her eyes open. She looked around, trying to take in the unfamiliar surroundings. Then she spotted Alex by her bed, jaw tight, glaring at her. “Alex?”

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