Lustfully Yours, Uncle (ENGLISH) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

The days flew by quickly, and her vacation with Seth turned out well. She wouldn’t deny that she enjoyed their activities, even if most of their time was spent just lounging around the four walls of their cottage.There was even a day when Seth teasingly took his time “attacking” her femininity after they spent almost the whole day soaking in the pool and the ocean.Izzy couldn’t help but smile to herself as that mischievous memory of Seth popped into her head.“Wow… Your lips are almost glued to your ears early in the morning, huh? Do you wake up this gorgeous every day?”Jane, her coworker, teased her with a sly grin. Izzy pretended to be annoyed but smiled back.“That’s because I actually got a full night’s sleep last night,” she said, laughing a little as Jane squinted at her teasingly.“Well, I also slept enough, but I’m definitely not this happy waking up for work this early,” Jane said, playfully shaking her head.“Come on, admit it — you’re in love, aren’t you? That’s why you

“If you're done eating, we should leave now, Isabel?”Carl’s brows furrowed sharply at Seth’s earlier words.Izzy couldn’t even lift her eyes—she knew Carl wouldn’t let this go without digging.Now, they were in his car, driving back to her place.If anyone asked how she ended up leaving Seth behind at Carl’s house and chose to go with her best friend instead, Izzy wouldn’t even know how to explain it. All she remembered was Carl pulling her out of the house after dinner—and she just… followed.But now, sitting in the passenger seat, she couldn't deny the growing sense of regret. Especially when Carl finally spoke again.“How long?”The sharpness in his voice made her glance at him, startled. But just like earlier, he kept his eyes on the road, refusing to meet hers.“W-What?”She mumbled, though deep down, she already knew what he meant.“How long have you known Uncle Seth?”The question hit her like a jolt of lightning.Her heart sank deeper when she caught the serious expression on

Izzy let out a frustrated groan and threw her phone across the room. It hit the corner of her bed frame with a loud clunk. For a second, she felt a pang of regret—but only for a second. It had been nearly two weeks since her fight with Carl, and just as long since she’d been trying—begging, even—for him to talk to her. She had lost count of how many calls went unanswered. How many messages she sent that ranged from heartfelt to desperate. A few of them had read like pleas. Just meet me… Please. Let’s talk. But all of them were ignored. She exhaled sharply, clenched her jaw, and forced herself to get ready. Today was practice day for graduation. While her classmates were busy processing paperwork and preparing for the ceremony next week, she was still chasing someone who clearly wanted nothing to do with her. She had just stepped toward the bathroom when her phone rang from the corner it had landed in. Eyes widening, she bolted toward it. In her rush, her knee slammed against the woo

“Carl, what the hell? Where are you taking me?”Izzy didn’t even bother to hide her irritation anymore. She kept trying to yank her arm free from Carl’s grip, but no matter how hard she struggled, he wouldn’t let go.Seriously, how was she supposed to fight him off? He was so much stronger.“Izzy, I’m not going to hurt you, okay? Stop fighting me. Just come with me.”Carl’s voice was tight, on edge, and it only made her more annoyed.“Where exactly are you taking me, Carl? Would it kill you to just tell me so I don’t have to keep guessing or—God—being dragged like this?”She finally pulled her arm free and glared at him. He stopped walking and turned to face her.“Just… I’ll explain when we get there. Please.”His voice softened, eyes pleading.“We’re already outside the damn party, Carl. It’s just you and me out here. Say whatever it is you’re dying to say. You don’t need to haul me anywhere else.”She crossed her arms, clearly done with the whole scene. She didn’t want to be cold to

It was past two in the morning, but sleep continued to elude Izzy. She’d tossed and turned in bed countless times, yet no matter how soft or luxurious the hotel mattress was, she couldn’t relax—her head ached just from trying to close her eyes.With a frustrated sigh, she exhaled sharply and sat up on the bed with a huff.How could anyone sleep after what she found out tonight? She was only fooling herself by trying to push the image of that man—Seth Santiago—out of her mind."He’ll be staying in the room next to yours... You can talk to him later if you want. I’ll take care of the rest, Izzy."Carl’s words echoed in her head like a cursed loop, and she squeezed her eyes shut. Another deep sigh slipped from her lips as she gripped her hair in irritation, angry at herself for even entertaining the thought of going to Seth’s room.No… This is wrong. So, so wrong.She muttered the words in dismay.Should she really show up in front of him, not even knowing if his wife was with him right