All Chapters of I Married My Fiancé’s Uncle: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Alexa's casual question pierced the silence in the room.Valeria fell silent, her body freezing on the edge of the bed. Her fingers clenched the fabric of her pajamas so tightly that the veins on the backs of her hands became clearly visible. Her eyes darted restlessly toward the wooden floor. Her mind raced, desperately searching for the right answer, but the panic and confusion weighing on her made it difficult to even part her lips.Alexa carefully observed the change in her friend's expression. A short sigh escaped her nose."Vale, what are you going to do now?" Alexa asked again, breaking the anxiety hanging between them. "Are you just going to forget about what happened last night?"Valeria slowly lifted her head. Her confused eyes met Alexa's gaze directly. A heavy sigh escaped her lips before she answered, "I guess... yes, Alex."But Alexa could not be fooled. Behind the words that left Valeria's lips, Alexa could clearly see the hesitation in her friend's eyes. There was a de

Later that afternoon, after Alexa had left.The scratch of Devan’s pen stopped right above the signature line on the final sheet. The man straightened the stack of documents on his desk, then extended them forward. However, his outstretched hand remained suspended in the air when he realized that his personal assistant had not moved at all.Devan looked at Mike, who was simply standing there in silence. He placed the documents back on the desk.Mike stood motionless beside the desk. His eyes stared blankly at the wall decoration behind Devan. The man who was usually always alert and responsive now appeared completely lost in his own thoughts.Devan leaned back in his chair, observing Mike’s behavior for several seconds. “Mike,” Devan called casually.There was no answer. Mike remained motionless.“Mike?” Devan called again, this time with a slightly heavier tone.Mike startled. His eyes blinked rapidly as his full awareness returned. “W-What, Sir? Is there something I can help you wit

Valeria's demanding question hung in the air. The atmosphere in the grand foyer suddenly felt even more constricting, surrounded by the awkward silence between the two of them.Mike stood frozen in place. The man who was usually calm, calculated, and decisive in the business world now looked extremely awkward.Mike's fingers clenched at his sides as he tried to overcome the overwhelming awkwardness that had suddenly rendered him speechless.Valeria's eyes remained fixed on him, filled with shock, discomfort, and a defensive stance ready to explode at any moment."Mr. Mike?" Valeria called again, her voice lower and more curt this time. "Why are you just standing there in silence? What are you doing at my house?"Mike took a deep breath, trying to gather what little courage and composure he had left. The thirty-five-year-old man looked straight into Valeria's eyes, setting aside his rigid professional demeanor for a moment."I... I'm only here to make sure you're all right, Miss Valeri

The morning sunlight filtering through the gaps in the bedroom curtains did little to bring freshness to Valeria.Since waking up half an hour ago, the woman had done nothing but sit silently on the edge of her bed. Her fingers were tightly intertwined, enduring the wave of dizziness that still lingered at her temples.Yet the throbbing in her head was nothing compared to the turmoil raging inside her chest.Valeria let out a long sigh before slowly getting to her feet. She walked toward the bathroom, trying to clean herself up in the hope that the cold water would wash away all the unpleasant memories haunting her.However, when she stood in front of the large mirror after her shower, Valeria's fingers unconsciously rose. They stopped right above the skin of her collarbone. The purplish-red mark had faded slightly compared to yesterday, but its presence remained undeniable proof of her own foolishness.The events from yesterday afternoon suddenly began replaying wildly in her mind. M

The atmosphere around the entrance of the coffee shop was still shrouded in an oppressive silence.Several customers seated at the tables began glancing in their direction, noticing the strange tension between the two formally dressed individuals standing stiffly opposite each other.Mike noticed the attention from those around them. As a man accustomed to thinking practically, he let out a soft breath, trying to break the stalemate. He gestured toward a quiet corner of the café’s outdoor terrace with the coffee cup in his hand.“Miss Valeria... could we talk outside for a moment?” Mike asked in a low and very careful voice. “Just for a moment. I promise I won’t take up much of your time.”Valeria looked at Mike hesitantly. A part of her wanted to refuse and immediately run back to her car. However, seeing the calm and almost pleading look in Mike’s eyes, her defenses slowly began to crumble. She realized that continuously running away would only allow the painful awkwardness between