All Chapters of Too Late To Regret : Married To My Ex’s Uncle: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

"Trevor, I've just touched down. I'll reach city hall in about thirty minutes." After sending the message, a faint, contented smile appeared on Serena Steele's lips. Today marked the moment she and Trevor Levine would finally apply for their marriage license. From falling in love in college to getting engaged and arriving at this day, exactly five years had passed without a hitch. She reclined against the back seat as the soft morning sun illuminated her fair complexion, giving her features a calm, gentle glow. Catching her expression in the rearview mirror, the cab driver chuckled. "Straight from the airport to city hall, huh? It must be a big day." "That's right. Today's Valentine's Day. We reserved the appointment two weeks ago," Serena replied cheerfully. The driver laughed aloud. "Youngsters really know how to pick dates. My daughter wanted today too, but she failed to secure a spot, so she had to settle for tomorrow!" "Congratulations to your daughter," Serena said polit

Serena arrived at the villa right on time, wearing a delicate lavender gown. Her long, soft waves were tied back with a white ribbon, falling effortlessly down her back. Her skin was flawless and fair, her eyes sparkled with vitality, and her smile exuded warmth. Her features were striking and captivating, yet she carried an air of serene, unapproachable elegance. The soft hue of her gown muted the sharpness of her features, just enough to soften her fierce edge. Trevor had just opened his car door when he caught sight of her stepping into the courtyard. It was the first time he had ever seen her in a dress. The form-fitting garment hugged every curve of her figure, making it impossible for him to look away. Her beauty held a dangerous allure that sent a sharp thrill racing through him. He frowned, his voice tight with tension. "Go upstairs and change immediately." Serena chuckled softly. "And who, may I ask, gave you that order?" "Tonight is Grandpa's birthday banquet. Wearin

Serena was caught completely off guard by the sudden question. She had just been laughing at Trevor, and now it was her turn to lose her smile. Trevor might have been wary of the man in front of them, but she wanted even less to run into his uncle. When she was 16, she had spent an entire month rehearsing the words in her head before finally working up the nerve to confess to Trevor, timing it carefully for a moment when none of the Levine family elders were home. She stood outside Trevor's bedroom with her head lowered, staring fixedly at the tips of her shoes, her heart pounding as she gathered every ounce of courage she had and knocked on the door. The door opened slowly. She still didn't dare lift her head to look at the boy she loved. Her cheeks flushed, and with all the strength she could muster, she blurted out, "Trevor, I like you." It was a moment she never wanted to remember again. A man's voice, apologetic and calm, sounded beside her ear. "Rena, Trevor's room is downs

A sharp slap landed across Serena's cheek. "I dare you to try!" Her head snapped to the side, her cheek burning hot with pain. Serena lifted her eyes and stared straight back at Donald. "Oh, yeah? You think I wouldn't dare? He doesn't love me. I don't want to marry him anymore. Is that not allowed?" Donald's chest heaved with fury. "Love? What's love worth? Do you have any idea that my company is at a life-or-death crossroads right now? As long as you obediently marry into the Levine family, we'll naturally be saved. If you don't, then we just wait for bankruptcy." He had no sons to his name—both of his marriages had resulted in daughters. The younger one at least knew how to sweet-talk him and keep him happy. But this eldest daughter of his was stubborn to the bone. Serena tugged at the corner of her lips. "Let it go bankrupt then." It was already at its breaking point anyway—bankruptcy might as well come sooner. "After that, I can still support you on my salary without