All Chapters of The Burning Passion Of My Fiance's Uncle: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Today, Serena Collins and her boyfriend, Ethan, had plans to meet. Serena arrived at Ethan's apartment with a happy heart. There was nothing particularly special about the occasion, but Serena was the kind of girl who could always find a reason to be happy. Maybe it was because Ethan rarely had free time, so every date felt like a small celebration. At first, Serena walked cheerfully, full of excitement despite the lingering drizzle that had nearly ruined her freshly blow-dried hair. Her hand held a small umbrella, now folded shut, while her heart bloomed with joy. However, the moment she arrived at apartment 3B and noticed the door was not fully closed, an uneasy feeling crept over her. "Ethan is never this careless. Could it be that he doesn't realize his door is still unlocked?" Serena murmured. She reached out to knock, but something stopped her. Her heart was suddenly restless. Frowning, she carefully pushed the door open. She stepped cautiously into the dim living room.

The next day, Serena returned to her usual routine at the office. Telephones rang one after another, while the sound of keyboards clicking echoed throughout the workspace.Serena sat at her desk, staring at her computer screen with tired eyes.The stack of documents on her desk seemed endless. She rubbed her temples, trying to focus. Even though her thoughts repeatedly drifted to her mother's condition at the hospital, she forced herself to keep working.She had to go to the hospital later. Earlier that morning, the hospital had contacted her and asked her to come in. There was something they needed to discuss regarding her mother's condition.Although it was difficult to concentrate, Serena did her best to remain professional.As soon as her workday ended, she quickly packed up her things and headed straight to the hospital.That afternoon, the steady beeping of an ECG monitor filled the room. The scent of medicine and antiseptic stung Serena's nose every time she entered.Lying in t

The next day, Steave sat casually in his chair, his right arm supporting his chin while his fingers tapped against the desk. The office was designed with a masculine aesthetic, featuring sharp lines and dark tones.Paul, his most trusted assistant, stood straight before him. His expression was serious, though slightly nervous. He opened the brown folder he had brought and let out a breath before speaking."Sir, everything is proceeding exactly as you predicted."A sly grin spread across Steave's face.He had placed his bait perfectly."Her status?""There has been no movement from Serena, Sir. She also hasn't gone to Ethan for help."Steave straightened in his seat, his fingers ceasing their rhythmic tapping. Leaning back comfortably against the luxurious black leather chair, he fixed Paul with a meaningful look."Prepare the rest," he instructed. "Our guest will be arriving soon."Paul nodded, although inwardly he questioned his boss's madness.Steave took a sip of wine before settin

Serena hurried to Steave’s apartment.The sky had already darkened by the time she stood in front of his door. Her hand trembled as she pressed the doorbell. Once, twice, then the door opened, revealing Paul.“Good evening, Miss Serena,” he greeted calmly. “Mr. Steave has been expecting you.”Serena stepped inside without saying much. Her legs felt weak, and whatever strength she had left had drained away back at the hospital. In the spacious, modern office, Steave sat in his chair wearing a dark gray shirt, staring expressionlessly at his computer screen.The moment Serena entered, he closed the monitor and shifted his gaze toward her.“So, you came after all,” he said flatly.Serena tried to speak, but her voice cracked.“Why... why was my mother moved to a general ward? The nurse said her treatment expenses were cut off.”Steave leaned back in his chair and looked at her casually.“Yes. I was the one who stopped them.”“Why?!” Serena took two steps forward, her voice rising. “Didn'