All Chapters of MY BOYFRIEND'S UNCLE: YES DADDY SERIES: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

“You’re not staying in New York for Christmas, right?” Catherine, Lala’s sister, asked as she packed up her luggage, ready to leave.Lala, lying on the bed with her fingers clasped behind her head, smiled. “John and I have already planned a trip. We’re going to Sweden...”Catherine didn’t even let her finish. Her ears felt tired of her sister’s chatter about her relationship. She cut her off, saying, “Blah blah... I’m not sticking around to listen to your relationship show-off. I’m leaving.”Lala laughed and got off the bed to help Catherine with her luggage. After Catherine got into a taxi, she glanced back and asked, “Will you come to California?”Lala hesitated for a moment, then replied tentatively, “I need to talk to John about it...”Catherine rolled her eyes and told the driver, “Drive.”Lala’s lips curled into a small smile. She was used to Catherine’s dismissive attitude whenever she talked about John. Deep down, Lala hoped Catherine find a man like John—someone who would lov

The security guard at the entrance checked John’s invitation card and stepped aside. “You’re welcome, sir,” he said.John replied with a curt, “Thank you,” and walked in without so much as a glance at Lala.Lala moved to take his hand, but the guard stopped her. “Your invitation card, ma’am.”She fumbled through her handbag, pulled it out, and handed it over, tapping her foot as she waited. The moment it was approved, she hurried into the event hall.Inside, she scanned the room until she spotted John talking to a man in a blue suit. Both of them held wine glasses, casually sipping.Lala rushed over. “Babe!”The man noticed her first, smiled, and leaned in to murmur something to John before excusing himself. As he walked away, John’s expression hardened. He turned to Lala, impatience written all over his face, and took another slow sip.“Why are you pestering me non-stop?” he asked coldly.Lala’s lips trembled. “John, we need to talk. You’ve been holding something against me—ignoring

Hannah said fearlessly, “You don’t—”Lala lifted her hand to strike her. Hannah flinched back, but John stepped in, caught Lala’s wrist, and warned, “You can’t do that!”Lala yanked free and sneered at Hannah. “So you’ve got a dog who barks and bites for you. Both of you are shameless—you deserve each other.”Hannah’s lips curled in a mocking smile. “Yes, we do. That’s why we’re getting married. And you? Everyone keeps rejecting your sorry ass.”The color drained from Lala’s face. Her eyes widened, filling with tears. “W-What?”Hannah didn’t let up. “Yes. John chose me. We’re getting married soon.”Tears slid down Lala’s cheeks. She looked at John, voice trembling. “She’s lying, right? Tell me she’s lying.”She grabbed John by the collar. Hannah reached over, pried Lala’s hand away, and scoffed. “Stop touching my man.”John stared at Lala, guilt flickering in his eyes, but he still said, “It’s true. I’m going to marry Hannah.”The words stole Lala’s breath. She stood frozen, mouth ope

John felt restless, sipping from the glass of wine in his hand as he watched Lala intently.“John, come with me,” a voice said behind him.He didn’t react. His gaze remained fixed on Lala and Philip.“John!”The sharper call startled him. He flinched and nearly spilled his drink. Turning, he found a man about six feet tall in a black suit, staring at him with furrowed brows.John immediately forced a smile. “Mr. Wilson—sorry. You were saying?”Mr. Wilson followed John’s line of sight, gave a small nod, then said again, “Come with me.”John set his glass down and went with him, letting himself be led away.Unaware she’d been watched the entire time, Lala finished the tour with Philip. When they finally had a moment, she asked the question that had been bothering her.“Is this just a one-time thing to you?”Philip blinked, surprised, then smiled and shook his head. “No.”Before she could respond, a group of men closed in around him. Philip glanced at Lala, apologetic. “I’m sorry—can you