Dumping My Fiancé For His Uncle By Danielle Sayers

Chapter 4

Thea just looked at Nicolas, noticing his eyes were kinda spaced out. "You-" Nicolas tried to say but got cut off by a knock at the door.

Then came Madelyn's voice, sounding all frustrated. "Uncle Nicolas, are you okay? I messed up with what I did before, and I wanna say sorry face to face."

It might've been Thea's imagination, but it seemed like Nicolas got even more ticked off the moment he heard "Uncle Nicolas." His eyes went ice cold.

"Mr. Hendrix, chill here. I'll handle this," said Thea, taking the chance to stand up.

Opening the door, she saw Madelyn looking all teary but trying to keep a brave face.

Thea couldn't help but smirk. "Still got some nerve, huh? I wonder how you've got the guts to worm your way into the Hendrix family. Doesn't it feel weird calling Mr. Hendrix 'Uncle Nicolas'?"

Madelyn's response was to bite her lower lip, looking defiant yet somehow innocent. "I get it, you think low of where I come from. But aren't we all supposed to be equal? There's no high and low in people, right?"

Thea chuckled at that, stepping aside to let her in. "Wanna bet you'll be shown the door by security? Go on in if you're feeling lucky."

With that, Thea turned and strolled off. Madelyn clenched her teeth and followed up before grabbing Thea's wrist.

The soft, vulnerable look she usually had around others was gone, replaced by a steely determination in the dim corridor light.

"You've really changed a ton since you hit sixteen. That whole mess really got to you, huh?" Madelyn challenged, locking eyes with Thea. "We need to have a chat. Just us."

about that incident. Despite her reservations, she agreed, "Okay, follow me." She led Madelyn to her room, a silent

to keep your

a seat and faced Madelyn head-on. "Since we're laying things out, let me be clear. I'm calling off my engagement with Jake. But it's my call. I don't want him anymore. If you're so keen on picking

anger and envy, a clear

a moment to think that something was off before it was way too

ominous blur. Thea tried to stand

to clear before Thea was roughly dragged off the bed and onto the

scream and Jake's low growl of rage. "I didn't think you'd stoop so low as to do this! You're a woman too. Your methods are

on all fours. She sat up, propped on the floor,

was cold and

suddenly pounding as she

out and gripped her chin tightly, his tone indignant and icy. "What's going on? Hadn't you plotted all this? If I hadn't been there in time, Madelyn would have been raped by

knew you were up to something when the champagne tower collapsed,

outburst had completely clued Thea into what was going on. She spotted Madelyn, all messed

guessing if Madelyn was faking it. Her mind was racing with the shock that she was being

out of your mind? Why would you even think I did this? I just woke up, and I'm also a

slick move to throw us off your scent? We're in your room. Who else would be behind this

Jake's hand, her eyes brimming with tears she fought to keep at bay. "Jake, let's not jump to conclusions. It might not be Miss Rowland's fault. She was knocked out at the same time I was. Guess my bad luck just made me a magnet for those thugs." Jake was

her to breathe. She never

what. But now, he was all about another woman, turning into the deepest cut she had ever

like he was a complete stranger. "Why would I even bother playing games with you? Is it worth throwing away my future over a man I'm already