All Chapters of Married My Ex's Uncle In My Second Time: Chapter 131 - Chapter 139

The ballroom at the Carlton Grand was the kind of place that made you forget where you came from.It was bathed in golden light, with chandeliers dripping crystals that cast soft sparkles on everything they touched. Orchids in white, pale lilac, and blush overflowed from massive glass vases. The centerpiece of the hall was a marble staircase wrapped in silk garlands and fairy lights, descending into a sea of people dressed in their finest. Music from a live string quartet danced softly in the air, setting a dreamy tone to the night.But nothing, not the flowers, the champagne, or the camera flashes, could drown out the pounding of my heart. Is this really necessary? Is there a window I could jump out from?“Ready?” Alaric asked, offering me his arm.I turned to him.He looked like a painting, a classic black tuxedo tailored to perfection, the tiniest hint of cologne that made my pulse skip, and a sapphire pocket square that matched my dress exactly. I had no idea how he always managed

Alaric The party was over, but the warmth lingered. The city passed by in a blur outside the tinted windows of the car, all glittering lights and distant noise. But inside, everything was quiet, peaceful. Anna was curled up beside me, her head resting gently against my chest, her breath soft and even. I held her close. Her head was tucked against my chest like she belonged there, like she'd always been meant to fit into my life, into me. And she did belong there. The diamonds on her wrist caught the light now and then, but they were nothing compared to the spark she brings to my life just by being near. I looked down at her. Her lashes fluttered with each breath, her lips slightly parted in sleep. She looked so content, so safe. And all I could think was how close I had come to missing this. if I hadn't been attacked in the alley and been incapacitated, I wouldn't have been in this position right now. I remember thinking about how cute she looked, like a dear caught in h

Only three more days.Three more days and I’d be Anna Sinclair, Mrs Alaric Sinclair. Even just thinking about it sent a shiver of disbelief through me. How had we come so far?Wedding planning was… a beast. A beast dressed in silk and glitter and back-to-back meetings. But with Ellie, Mom, and a surprisingly enthusiastic Alaric’s mother on my team, it hadn’t been too overwhelming. Besides, I was marrying the love of my life. Every stress melted under the weight of that simple fact.Tonight was just for us.No stylists. No photographers. No planners. Just me and Alaric, sharing a quiet dinner like we used to while we were still fake dating.I smiled to myself as I slowed to a red light. The memory of my final wedding dress fitting still floated in my mind like a dream.It was perfect.The way the fabric hugged my figure, the way the veil shimmered softly behind me… The look on Ellie’s face when she saw me in it said everything. I couldn’t wait for Alaric to see me in it. To see the way

Lisa's screams echoed off the walls like the rantings of a woman already half-dead. Her eyes glinted with unhinged fury as she stormed around the abandoned warehouse. Then, in a move that made my blood run cold, she picked up what looked like part of a broken windshield from the floor."No!" I gasped.Without hesitation, she slammed it against the ground beside me.Glass exploded outward. Tiny shards tore into my exposed skin, my legs, my arms, hot lines of pain blooming everywhere. I flinched, heart hammering against my ribs. But I didn’t scream. I didn’t move too fast. Because in the chaos, a small, sharp shard had landed just within reach of my bound hands.I felt the breath catch in my throat.Carefully. Quietly. I twisted my body to the side and inched my fingers toward it, ignoring the sting of fresh cuts on my skin. My hand trembled as I gripped the jagged piece, then began to saw at the thick rope binding my wrists. One strand. Then another.Almost there.Then… silence.I froz