Wedding My Ex’s Uncle

Chapter 44 The Wedding Is Tomorrow

“What? What happened?” Kaia felt her blood run cold.

The doctor’s voice was hesitant. “We… We don’t know. She was perfectly chipper this morning. But then… a woman came to visit her. Not long after the woman left, Madam Domont just fainted.”

Kaia shot to her feet. “Which woman?!”

The doctor was startled by her intensity. “I… I’d never seen her. One of the caregivers said… I think her last name was Thorne.”

In an instant, Kaia’s gaze turned arctic, freezing the air.

Thorne?

Could it be Luna?

Kaia clenched her phone tightly, her fingertips turning white. “Which hospital? I’m on my way!”

****

Alden pressed Kaia’s doorbell repeatedly, the sound echoing through the hallway for ten straight minutes.

The neighboring door creaked open, and a woman stuck her head out. “The young lady left this morning,” she said irritably. “Stop that incessant ringing before you give me a headache.”

Alden wilted under her glare and retreated downstairs.

Kaia had blocked his number, all social media accounts, and every other way to reach her. He was completely cut off.

Frustration coiled tight in Alden’s chest.

The wedding was tomorrow, yet she hadn’t even attempted to make things right. She must know her father and Tobias had finalized the partnership details. What choice did she have but to marry him?

Despite his anger, genuine concern nagged at him. He needed to know how severe the fracture was.

would she even manage to wear

she hadn’t even bothered to show up for the final

*****

chill had settled into Kaia as

waited outside the OR.

a shaky breath and called Tobias. “Grandma

ice. Tobias, with his paper-thin

are you? The wedding’s tomorrow, in case you forgot!

crap with Alden, you can

Grandma is in emergency surgery! And you’re

haze. Anger had been building inside him all night, and as soon as he picked up the call,

emotions.

was at the nursing home, wasn’t she? What

She’s still

watch. “Look, I’ve got a meeting with another CEO any minute. It’s

own

business?

don’t even bother,” Kaia said, her voice ice-cold

contempt.

call and sat there, alone and freezing, the sterile scent of the hospital clinging to

one to show her true warmth, the only one

can handle whatever they throw at me. But not Grandma. They

unlocked her phone and dialed another

****

the dinner party guests mingling around the table, their glasses

hadn’t replied to his

I come on too strong? Is she

her profile picture, scrolling through her Instagram feed. Only posts from the last three days were visible; everything

know what she was doing, but it was like hitting

blank wall.