Dumping My Fiancé For His Uncle-Fiancé Uncle 142
Posted on February 09, 2025 · 1 mins read
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Chapter 142

When their car reached Key Biscayne, the rain intensified. The two of them got out of the car. From the corner of her eye, Thea saw a figure standing in the rain nearby. The person didn't have an umbrella, and her slender body swayed in the downpour; she seemed about to faint. Upon closer inspection, Thea realized it was Stephanie. She was obviously waiting for Nicolas.

Thea gently reminded him, "She seems to be waiting for you. I don't know how long she's been in the rain." Nicolas didn't even glance at Stephanie. He only looked at Thea and asked, "Do you want me to look for her?" Thea was puzzled. She didn't understand why he asked her.

She thought for a moment and said, "Ms. Ralap's health isn't good. She'll be unwell if she stays drenched like this." Nicolas nodded. "You have a point."

With that, he strode away quickly. As he approached, Stephanie fell into Nicolas's arms. His broad embrace and Stephanie's slender body were a stark contrast. A gust of wind carried Nicolas's last breath past Thea. She averted her gaze and returned upstairs, as if she hadn't seen anything. She needed to rest; a tough battle lay ahead.

This time, the Rowland family—suddenly wanting to hold a birthday party for Thea, not out of remorse, but because she was turning 26—coveted her grandfather's inheritance like hungry wolves, eager to divide it amongst themselves. Thea curled up, feeling tired, but she knew she had to be strong to protect it. She didn't know what the Rowland family would do. Duncan was back, and his personality was completely different from Max's. Max was calm and meticulous, prioritizing the Rowland Group's interests above all else. Duncan, however, valued kinship—specifically, Emmalie. After Emmalie's rescue, where she almost lost her life saving him, Duncan became her most loyal supporter, willing to do anything for her.

Now, Thea didn't know what the Rowland family had planned, so she could only proceed cautiously. She suddenly resented being a member of the Rowland family. Soon, it was Thea's birthday.

Thea returned to the Rowland family residence the day before the party. Emmalie had just finished a trip and returned home. The Rowland family members doted on her. Ivy's heart ached; she held Emmalie's hand and said, "You've lost weight. Did you not eat properly?"

Emmalie, coquettishly, replied, "With Duncan watching over me, how could I not eat? I haven't lost weight; I'm prettier." Ivy chuckled and called her "baby." Duncan watched dotingly from the side, and even the usually serious Max smiled.

Thea's arrival disrupted this warm scene like a discordant note in beautiful music. It was abrupt and jarring. Thea ignored the others and sat on the sofa. She smiled. "Don't mind me. Please continue."

The warmth in Duncan's eyes faded. He said, "A few days ago, Max told me your temper has worsened. You ignore your family's advice, even when it's for your own good. You even lived away from home for a long time. What are you like now?"

Thea leaned back, nonchalant, a hint of mockery in her eyes. "So you called me back just to reprimand me? That's right, I have a bad temper and I'm sensitive. I can't stand this. I'll leave then."

Ivy immediately became anxious. She glared at Duncan and grabbed Thea's hand, her touch forceful rather than affectionate. "Duncan's just joking. He's angry you haven't been home. He wants to see you."

Thea looked at Duncan with a faint smile. His eyes were dark, as if he were looking at an enemy, not his sister.

"Is that so? I don't believe you unless Duncan says it himself," Thea said.

Duncan pursed his lips, his expression colder. Max coughed, trying to smooth things over. "No matter what, today is a family gathering. Thea, you haven't been home for a while. I was thinking, after your birthday, we could go on a family vacation. I can take some time off work."

Emmalie's smile faltered. She asked casually, "Max, Thea wasn't involved in the vacation planning. Will we need to replan?"

Thea raised an eyebrow and smiled. "She means she doesn't want me to go."

Emmalie shook her head, looking aggrieved. "That's not what I meant, Thea. You don't like my decisions. I'm afraid you won't like my plans. But it doesn't matter. I can redesign it. I'll send you the itinerary; see what you want to do." She seemed pitiful and understanding.

Duncan couldn't remain silent. He raised his voice. "We're willing to bring you because Max and Mom are soft-hearted. Do you think we want to be with you? This is a family gathering, but you've upset everyone."

Thea tilted her head. "Duncan, you make it sound like I asked to go. It was Max's suggestion. Are you saying Max, who suggested I join, is the one who wants to upset everyone?"

"You!" Duncan stood up. Max pulled him back, scowling. "Enough arguing. Tomorrow is Thea's birthday. Don't offend her."

Emmalie stepped forward with a gift box. "This is my birthday gift for you, Thea. A necklace custom-made. I hope you like it. Of course, if you don't, forget it."

Thea looked down at the box, saying nothing. She took it. "I see."

Her coldness disappointed Emmalie. She clenched her fists. "Thea's seen so many nice things; she's never liked my taste. I understand."

Duncan couldn't bear it. "Thea, your sister gave you something. Didn't you see it?"

Holding the box, Thea sneered. "I saw it. Why? Do you need me to show it off and tell everyone it's from my sister?"