Broken Engagement His Uncle's Bride (Serena and Trevor) novel Chapter 257

Chapter 257 Spilling the Secret

“Rena, should I open the door?” Lucinda asked.

Serena felt her nose sting. “Sure, Lucinda.”

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If Sebastian was the only gift fate had for her, she was willing to take the risk in believing him.

Sebastian blocked the way, keeping the crowd behind him from pushing in.

When Lucinda finally opened the door, his gaze locked onto the white wedding dress spread across the bed.

His calm gaze flitted past the bridesmaids and landed on the woman who mattered most to him. The calmness of seeing her drowned out the noise around him.

His magnetic and velvety voice repeated. “Honey, here I am.”

The burning passion in his eyes made Serena flush. She hummed a shy response.

After getting her permission, he marched toward her at a steady pace. He fell to one knee, and joy curled his lips as he asked, “Honey, will you marry me?”

His blunt confession shocked the crowd. Even the bridesmaids forgot to cue the next step.

Serena’s pale, smooth skin was like porcelain. Mist appeared in her dark, almond eyes.

Her red lips slightly parted, and the answer he had been expecting came next. “I will.”

His Adam’s apple bobbed. He couldn’t tear his gaze away from her lips. It was like a feather had tickled his heart, and it made his heart swell.

He lifted the veil and leaned in to claim her mouth.

The groomsmen whooped and cheered behind him.

Serena barely heard them. Her fluttering lashes betrayed how nervous she felt inside.

She was excited but also nervous.

“Hold on, Uncle Sebastian. Aren’t you mixing up something?” Lucinda’s scream interrupted them. “You need to find the bride’s heels before kissing her and taking her away!”

Warmth filled his eyes as he looked at his blushing bride. “Honey, spill the secret. Where did

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they hide the heels?

Serena looked down at the ground and whispered, “Under the dress.”

Her bridesmaids huffed. ‘Come on, Rena. That’s not how it works!”

The corners of his lips curled up. He lifted the dress with his slender fingers to reveal the pair of silver bridal heels underneath.

His magnetic voice dismissed their indignant protests. “You don’t get it. My wife is sparing me the hassle.

Then, he bent and scooped the woman in the wedding dress in his arms.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she asked, “Am I heavy?”

A hint of amusement flashed across his dark eyes. “Not physically, but you weigh a lot in my

mind.”

Donald buzzed with anticipation as he waited for Sebastian to approach him. He wanted to offer a few words of advice as the bride’s father.

To his surprise, when the couple emerged on the first floor, Serena tickled Sebastian’s neck and instructed, “Let’s get into the car and head to the hotel now.”

Sebastian didn’t expect her to say that. “Don’t you want to talk to your dad?”

“Yeah. It’s getting late. Let’s skip that.”

Truth was, she didn’t want to waste breath on her so–called father

Sebastian only did what Serena asked. Still, to avoid others thinking he disrespected the Steele family, he addressed Donald, “Donald, let’s head to the hotel.”

Donald blinked. “Are we in a rush?”

“Yes, Dad! We’re heading out now. You should catch up!”

In an instant, the bustle vanished. The Steele residence was plunged back into its usual quiet. The convoy pulled away from the estate without saving Donald a spot.

“Mr. Steele, don’t you have to rush? Why aren’t you going?” The butler reminded Donald, whose expression darkened.

How am I supposed to go if I didn’t get in the car? Nobody cared whether I had gotten into the car or not!

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ad nowhere to complain.

o take it out on Sebastian. He swallowed his pride and. end me to the hotel.”

en there’s still time?”

cond car. Worried that they had mixed up the schedule, he e front car. “Sebastian, we originally planned a ride through hotel. If we’re in a hurry now, should we shorten the trip?”

keep up behind us.”

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