《My Niece's Wild Desire》全部章節：第 111 章 - 第 120 章

“Move! Move! Out of the way!” a porter shouted as he pushed through the crowd. The sack on his shoulder swung to the side, knocking Cassandra off balance—she fell hard to the ground.And right at that moment, another egg came flying—smashing right on top of her head. She closed her eyes, lips trembling, as egg yolk dripped slowly from her hair down her cheek.When she opened her eyes again, the woman from earlier wasn’t alone anymore. There were now several women standing behind her, all of them glaring with judgment in their eyes like they were ready to burn her at the stake.“She’s so pretty and still so young. Why can’t she find her own man?”“Exactly! Why steal someone else’s husband? And they say it’s her uncle—basically her own blood!”“This world’s completely lost it!”The voices sliced right through Cassandra’s ears. She wanted to run, but her legs wouldn’t move. She didn’t even know how many eggs had hit her by now.Her body began to tremble. Her heart felt like it was shrink

 In a rush, the woman stepped into the lobby of Riverside Garden Apartments. A security guard immediately blocked her path—of course, her face wasn’t familiar to anyone in the building. “Excuse me, ma’am. Who are you, and what’s your business here?” asked the tall, broad-shouldered man standing in front of her. His eyes scanned her up and down, clearly trying to figure out if she lived there. Then his gaze landed suspiciously on the bag she was clutching. “I’m heading to the second floor to visit my daughter, Cassandra,” she said smoothly, offering a convincing smile. “Would you be kind enough to escort me?” “In that case, let me call Ms. Cassandra to confirm,” the man replied. “No!” she suddenly shouted. The guard blinked, startled, and eyed her more carefu

Without thinking twice, Cassandra dashed into the thick, choking smoke. She ran straight to the spot where she had last felt Marc’s hand tightly gripping hers. Coughing hard, her chest burned with every breath of the acrid air filling her lungs. She waved her hands around desperately, as if that could somehow push the smoke away. It was useless — the smoke was too thick, too overwhelming. She froze when a shadow began to take shape in the smoke — a tall, stumbling figure coming toward her. From the silhouette, she could tell it was a man… and her heart knew exactly who. Her feet dragged forward, even though every breath hurt more than the last. Her lungs screamed, her legs buckled, and she swayed on her feet. “Uncle Marc,” she whispered with the last of her strength, her voice barely audible. Luckily, he caught her just before she collapsed en

“Don’t worry. Let the police handle everything,” Irfan said calmly. “He wouldn’t dare come near this place—security’s tight.”“Dad, what really happened to Uncle Marc?” Cassandra asked, her voice shaking.She didn’t care about where Viona was anymore. She wasn’t even thinking about her own safety. All that consumed her mind now was Marc—what had happened to him during that fire, the moment he risked everything to save her. Her gut told her something terrible had happened to him.“Everything’s going to be okay.” Irfan forced a faint smile, clearly trying to reassure her—but it didn’t reach his eyes.“Why do you keep hiding things from me? I saw it. The wound on his back… That was from the fire, wasn’t it, Dad?” she pressed, her voice breaking.Irfan hesitated… then gave a small nod.“We should still be grateful. The fact that both of you survived—it’s a miracle.” Mona stepped in and gently helped Cassandra lie back on her hos

“She did that?” Rexy’s voice rose in disbelief. He couldn’t believe what his friend had just said.“I’m going to marry her,” Marc said with a firm nod.“Of course you should marry her,” Rexy agreed, supporting his friend’s choice. “She’s beautiful, amazing in bed, and most importantly… you two love each other.”Marc’s lips curved into a faint smile, remembering the night he’d just spent with Cassandra. He could still feel the way she spoiled him, the way she made him lose himself completely.“Just hope she doesn’t turn into a lioness after you’re married,” Rexy muttered under his breath.“Is Reana like that?” Marc teased.Rexy let out a heavy sigh. “Not just bossy in bed. She roars even louder now than before we got married.”Marc chuckled. “But you love each other. Isn’t that enough to keep you together this long?”“Honestly? I’m tired. I thought marriage would make her softer… but she never changed. Eight years, Marc. And I feel empty. I’m not happy at all.”Marc leaned back in his