Wedding My Ex’s Uncle

Chapter 113 A Consolation Prize

Kaia whispered softly, “Thank you.”

Lucien chuckled, his voice carrying an unmistakable tenderness. “10 minutes. I’ll be right there.”

Tobias also came for this occasion, along with Sally and Kimberly.

Shortly after arriving, Kimberly complained about the cold mountain air and wanted to go back down. Tobias had no interest in staying either, so he told Kaia he’d wait for her in the rest area at the bottom of the mountain.

A light drizzle started falling as they made their way down.

“This is so annoying! Why did it suddenly start raining?” Kimberly whined.

Tobias watched Kimberly acting all moody, and his heart sank.

She doesn’t look like a refined young lady at all.

His frustrated mood shifted when he spotted a black figure in

the distance.

Lucien stood tall in a black suit, holding a black umbrella as he walked up the mountain path. He moved quickly, disappearing from view within moments until he was just a black dot.

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A crazy idea hit Tobias. He pulled out his phone and stared hard at the man’s back on the screen.

Change the clothes and hair, and wasn’t this the same guy as the man he just saw?

Could that really be Lucien?

“Tobias, I brought some drinks. Would you like some?” Sally asked gently.

At that moment, Tobias was grinning like an idiot.

was the end of Claire’s mourning period, so no matter what, Tobias

though Tobias didn’t necessarily have deep feelings for Claire, he

him

Sally called out

snapped back to reality. “Hmm, what did you

you okay?”

I’m perfectly fine. What could be wrong?” Tobias

manners instead. We can’t have her embarrassing herself again at

dragged into this

is this

*****

and the rain was soaking her hair. She held up her purse

dark figure cut through the rain on the blue stone steps, moving closer to Kaia. His black tailored suit gleamed coldly in the misty

falling from the rim, his face looked sharp as a blade. Beneath thick lashes, his

melted the moment he

opened above her head, blocking

my flight was delayed. I’m late,” Lucien

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you know I

get married, I should probably ask for Grandma’s blessing

the umbrella into her hands. “Hold this. I want to talk

watched as he stood in the rain, speaking seriously to the headstone. Then, he closed

for a moment.

umbrella

up at him. “What were you

now?”

laugh. “I asked if she’d be willing to

she answered you?”

said we

tomorrow.”

her breath, “You’re the one who picked that timing,

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