I Ctrl+Alt+Deleted My Ex and Ctrl+C'd His Uncle novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102

“Not calling me Mr. Morgan anymore?” Marcus’s tone was teasing.

This man always knew how to get under her skin. Sophie was left speechless, she simply chose silence.

Marcus glanced down at the heels on her feet. “So your ankle’s healed?”

Sophie instinctively moved it a little. “More or less.”

His eyes darkened, a faint displeasure flashing in them.

“There you are, Sophie.” Ryan Mason jogged over, immediately sliding into a familiar spot at her side.

Marcus frowned, his gaze shadowed and dangerous.

Sophie stiffened at the sudden closeness and tried to move away, but Ryan quickly spoke up.

“Liam and Lena are over there.”

Sophie froze, letting Ryan press down on her shoulder and guide her to sit.

“If your ankle isn’t fully healed, you shouldn’t be wearing heels. I brought you sneakers. Let me help you change.”

Before Sophie could answer, Ryan had already slipped off her heels and was about to put the sneakers on her.

Marcus’s eyes narrowed, his stare sharp enough to kill.

Zack stepped out of the party hall and caught sight of the scene. Panicked, he rushed over and dragged Ryan away.

“Brother, there’s still a ton to do inside. Come on, I need your help!”

Without giving Ryan a chance to resist, Zack pulled him toward the hall with all his strength.

Sophie looked down at the half–worn sneaker and bent forward to finish putting it on.

“Pregnant women shouldn’t bend over too much.”

Marcus walked over slowly, kicking Ryan’s sneakers aside with one swift motion.

Chris came running up, panting, and handed a brand–new pair of shoes to Marcus.

“M–Mr. Morgan… here’s… the shoes you asked for…”

Even though Chris tried to steady his breathing, his words still came out between gasps–he’d clearly sprinted all the way back after buying them.

Marcus took the shoes from him and suddenly crouched down in front of Sophie.

“What are you doing?” Sophie instinctively leaned back, desperate to avoid the intimacy of the moment.

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Marcus’s long, slender fingers gripped her delicate ankle as he slipped the shoes onto her feet.

“It’s just shoes. What’s there to misunderstand?”

His tone was casual, but Sophie’s whole body stiffened with tension.

Because of the sudden party hall, the resort had drawn a huge crowd of curious tourists outside.

The rich heirs attending the party were also gathered nearby, drinking and joking.

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If they so much as turned their heads, they’d see Marcus–always so untouchable–now kneeling on one knee, putting shoes on a woman.

Just the thought made Sophie’s heart pound in panic.

And to make matters worse, Ryan had said Liam was nearby. If Liam saw this how would her plan continue?

Marcus leaned in suddenly, his voice low, raspy, and dangerously seductive.

“If it’s an act, then why can’t I be the leading man?”

Sophie’s blood seemed to freeze. She couldn’t find words to argue back.

“At least I know the basics. After twisting your ankle, you should wear shoes one size bigger–it’s more comfortable.”

“Sophie, if you act with me, I can make you comfortable…”

His voice deliberately softened on the last words, and Sophie’s heart trembled.

This man knew exactly how to tempt someone.

Every word he spoke felt like a poisonous mushroom, creating the dangerous illusion that he cared for her deeply–even jealous over a mere act.

“Mr. Morgan, please have some respect.”

Sophie’s voice was strained. The words weren’t just for Marcus–they were a reminder to herself.

No matter how convincing his performance, she couldn’t forget the way he had belittled her that day.

He acted too well. And Sophie feared being pulled in too deep.

“This is the second time you’ve told me to respect boundaries.”

Marcus released her foot after fastening the shoes, his tone laced with a wicked edge.

“The third time, I want you saying it to Ryan Mason.”

He turned and left, while Sophie sat frozen, struggling to calm her racing heart.

Every time this man appeared, he set off a storm in her world–one she couldn’t resist.

Her eyes flickered with a bitter smile, but within seconds, she forced herself back to composure.

She still had business to take care of today. She couldn’t let a man cloud her mind.

Not far away, Liam and Lena had seen everything.

Lena tugged at Liam’s sleeve, whispering, “Brother, why is Sophie so close with Uncle Marcus? He even helped her put on her shoes just now.”

Her tone was filled with disbelief at the last words.

Marcus, of all people, doing something like that–it was impossible unless she had seen it with her own eyes.

Liam’s lips quivered, his hand clenching tightly at his side.

“Uncle has always been unpredictable. Sometimes what you see might not be the truth.”

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