Dumping My Fiancé For His Uncle By Danielle Sayers

Chapter 3

Everything went quiet all of a sudden. People all kinda knew there was some drama going on between Thea and Jake, but no one had the full scoop. Thea's attitude now spoke louder than words.

Then, someone in the crowd couldn't help but snort, making the already weird vibe even weirder.

Thea wanted to see who it was. Turning her head, she noticed Nicolas chilling on a couch not too far off.

She blinked a few times, thinking back to that scene she stumbled upon in the restroom.

Jake's face was a mix of emotions, struggling to stay put. "Thea," he started, his voice suddenly all gentle. "About the other day. I swear I can explain. I actually-"

But before he could get it all out, the waitress holding a cake next to him dropped the plate. Crash! It hit the floor, and she was all over it like a scared rabbit, trying to clean up the mess, her eyes red even behind her mask. Jake's gaze quickly swept the scene, then froze. The tension built up in him as he reached out to grab the waitress's hand, only to let go real quick.

Thea, with a slight raise of her eyebrow and her arms crossed, glanced sideways. "Looks like Mr. Hendrix is a bit tied up with his own stuff right now. Maybe we should save this chat for later, once he's sorted his things out?"

Madelyn, tears starting to form, kept her gaze down. "I'm so sorry, Jake. I didn't mean to barge in like this. I'm just really worried about you. I wanted to apologize to Miss Rowland in person. I really don't want to be the reason you two split up." Jake was heartbroken. "Madelyn, you don't have to do this."

Ivy's face was a mix of colors as she glared at Madelyn, her eyes filled with hatred and disgust.

Despite Thea's fiery temper, Thea was still her daughter. The alliance with the Hendrix family was too good to pass up, and it would be a real bummer if Madelyn messed it up.

Unable to stomach Jake and Madelyn flaunting their relationship any longer, Thea turned to leave, only to have her wrist caught in a sudden grip.

Madelyn spoke with a hint of apology in her voice. "Miss Rowland, I swear I didn't show up to cause trouble. You've got it all-looks, a great family. I get it. I'm not in the same league. I messed up and am willing to make it right, even if it means kneeling. Can you please forgive Jake?" Jake's eyes were visibly wet. "Madelyn, you don't need to degrade yourself like this. Get up!"

Madelyn was stubborn, feigning weakness while gripping Thea's wrist

help but smirk a little. "Who said anything about keeping you two apart? Ease up on

wasn't pushing. She was just trying to pull her hand

Madelyn suddenly yelped, almost like she lost her balance, and ended up tripping over

champagne tower on the table started shaking, and then it all came tumbling down

Madelyn's eyes. Without missing a beat, she stepped

to avoid the champagne tower but actually ended up falling for real. Just as she was about to make a big scene, she noticed

the

eyes wide, called out, "What are you standing around for? Check

sharp glance as she passed her. The

freaked out and confused. She glanced back at Thea with

hadn't been quick to stop you just now, you could've been caught in that mess yourself. And with Mr. Hendrix being the star of the show today, can you imagine if he got hurt?" she said. Madelyn was struggling, tears streaming down her face. Jake quietly stepped in front of her, shielding her from Thea's gaze,

at something like this. She's out of her depth, and instead of making her feel welcome, you're just piling on. Thea, if you've got beef, take it up with me. Don't make

would have shown her the door already," came

waiter had offered

friend can't handle the scene? Is that the kind of stuff your dad taught you?

the face. Everyone around was so stressed out by Nicolas's intensity that it was hard

like his life depended on it, super strict.

cracked a smile and said, "Mr. Hendrix, we've got your dressing room ready. Why

in the scene unfolding. "Miss

show the way?' Awkwardly, she moved forward, politely gesturing