Dumping My Fiancé For His Uncle By Danielle Sayers

Fiancé Uncle 277

Fiancé Uncle 277

Chapter 277

As expected, Thea turned down the offer again. She couldn't bear to leave Joyce. Yet, as soon as she returned to their small apartment, Thea realized her worries had been unnecessary.

The place had already resumed its warm, familiar atmosphere. There was an additional presence at the dinner table. Since Joyce couldn't cook, it could only be Jamie.

Joyce was eating enthusiastically, her mouth shining with oil, and called out to Thea. "Thea, come try Officer Miller's cooking! It's so good. He's not just great at catching bad guys. He's amazing in the kitchen too..." Jamie was, without a doubt, the ideal homemaker. Joyce, hiding her feelings in her ravenous appetite, was attempting to conceal the blush on her cheeks by lowering her face over her plate. Thea immediately caught on.

"Looks pretty good," Thea said with a slight smile. "Officer Miller, Joyce is pretty straightforward, so I hope you won't mind her forwardness. Thank you for helping out."

Jamie looked at Joyce with a touch of fondness. "We're neighbors. It's only natural to lend a hand. Miss Maddox seems to enjoy my cooking, and that makes me happy."

His gaze never left Joyce. Clearly, there was a spark on both sides. Thea felt a pang of joy herself as she discreetly slipped back to her room, leaving the laughter and cheer outside to keep her company while she worked on her presentation.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, the doctor had hinted several times to Emmalie not to waste medical resources, yet she retaliated by using foundation to paint her face a ghastly shade of pale.

She was determined to fake symptoms of pain, knowing the doctors couldn't find any actual issues. When she received news that Thea was unharmed, Emmalie nearly threw her phone in a fit of rage.

'What is it about Thea? How is it that no one can seem to take her down?' she fumed internally.

At that moment, Ivy entered the room with a lunchbox in hand. Emmalie immediately switched expressions, collapsing onto the bed, her breathing shallow and labored.

"Emmalie..." Ivy's heart ached at the sight of her frail condition, the memories hitting painfully close to home.

'If only she hadn't been trafficked to that impoverished region all those years, maybe Emmalie would be as full of life as her siblings. All of this is Thea's fault,' Ivy thought with a pang of resentment.

Of the four of you, Thea's the one with the

cough, her pale face flushing unnaturally as she

guys wouldn't have had to suffer through this hospital stay with me. Sometimes, I really envy Thea, not

in Emmalie's eyes, though she couldn't allow herself to truly feel

that rightfully belongs to you, Emmalie. With me here, I swear I'll make sure Thea gives back everything she took

mother could provide, and Emmalie almost gave in to it. But she reminded herself that she had come to the Rowland family with a

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to clean up. Emmali listlessly spooning the chicken soup in front of her, couldn't stomach the thick

was deep in thought, her gaze flashing. Suddenly, she spilled the entire bowl onto herself. Gone was the frail, timid girl she usually portrayed in front of

slapped the caregiver. "Are you blind? How do you even work here?

Her delicate skin was now far from its previously tanned state. Though the soup was barely warm, it still managed to bring a flush to

on Emmalie's gown, her expression apologetic. As she worked, she slipped off her medical mask

bore an unmistakable resemblance, close enough to

slipping right into her ear, "have things been going too easy for you these past few years? So much so that you'd

silenced her. Emmalie clamped her hand over her mouth as she hissed. "Are you out of your mind? How could you show up here? Are you trying to get me exposed

hauntingly similar, locked

had vanished from Emmalie's life for years. Emmalie herself had practically buried those childhood memories, trying to erase every trace of that

Sarah said coolly. She shrugged off Emmalie's grip effortlessly, then dropped into the chair Ivy

was used to rough work. She easily pushed Emmalie's hand away from her lips and sat on the stool

comfortably enough to forget your own mother. Why should I let you keep Emmalie's dignity and status intact?" There was an ominous edge in her tone. Emmalie's heart raced in panic. Ivy had just stepped out to get some hot water. If she came back and saw Sarah here, everything Emmalie had worked to build would come crashing down. That was unthinkable. Emmalie forced herself to remain calm, mustering every ounce of patience she had. "Mother, you gave me life. I

mark. Sarah seemed

long. Think you can use the same tricks on me?" Sarah scoffed, her skepticism cutting deep. "You really believe I'm as gullible as her? That I can't tell good from