Claimed By My Ex's Uncle
Now, as I saw him, he was exactly as Carlos described: Someone who wore the charm like a mask, concealing venom underneath!
My hubby also felt tension in the air and slid his arm around me protectively. With a steady composure, he led me towards the sofa and sat down with me at his side.
“Good morning, Uncle.”
Carlos greeted politely, but his voice was edged with steel. Henry seemed to notice it too as his smile deepened, his gaze lingering on us coldly.
“Good morning, Carlos,” he replied smoothly, “and she must be your bride, Harley Cooper!”
I stiffened at the name. Although I loved my dad’s surname, mentioning it after my marriage felt awkward. Carlos reacted swiftly, his icy tone cutting