Skipped At The Altar, Taken By His Uncle novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143

Seeing Klein’s tough attitude. George knew there was no point in trying to persuade him further. He let out a sigh and

headed back

It wasn’t like George was close with the Boone family-It was just that Samuel had asked someone to reach out to him, at George thought Klein’s actions were a bit too much, so he tried to talk some sense into Klein.

But since Klein wouldn’t listen, George wasn’t about to keep embarrassing himself.

Klein got a message from Martin. Whitney was already back at the villa.

Acting all prideful, Klein dragged his feet on purpose before finally cruising home.

When he finally stepped inside the villa, Klein glanced around the first floor, but the one on tris mind was nowhere to be

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Martin came over and gently reminded him. “Mr. Harris, Mrs. Harris went straight to her room after she got back.”

Klein frowned. ‘Is she still not feeling well?’ he thought.

it was almost dinner time and she still hadn’t come down to eat. He didn’t even hesitate before heading straight upstairs.

He was about to knock, but then he paused. Why knock on his own bedroom door?

He gripped the doorknob with his big hand, only to realize it was locked from the inside.

He knocked.

Klein called out, “Open the door.”

Whitney was trying on clothes in front of the mirror. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Why is he back so soon?’ she wondered, a little panicked.

Hold on! Just give me ten minutes!” Whitney called out.

There was no way Whitney could open the door dressed like this.

The outfit was so complicated. It had taken her quite a while to put it on, and now she had to take it off, wah Klein wating

1 right outside the door. That just made her even more frazzleet.

Klein was starting to get impatient. ‘What’s with all this? Is she hiding someone from she in there? he wondered, a hum of jealousy creeping in

He went to the study, grabbed the spare key, slid it into the lock, and slowly turned the handle the first thing he saw way d

naked woman

The white chiffon dress clung to her flawless curves, her slender watst barely visible beneath the delicate fabric light spille over her giving her a soft, creamy filter, like she’d stepped out of a dream

Kight before Klein came in, Whitney was still adjusting the fluffy bunny ears on her head

Whitney whipped around pane flashing on her eyes “Why did you barge in like that she complained

She was trying to take off the bunny ears before letting him in. but clearly, he couldn’t wait

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Wij rys darkened with drare as he shut the door behind him and locked it

With two strides, he was right in front of Whitney, her outfit practically begging for his attention. He grabbed her by th waist, pulled her onto his lap od claimed her lips without hesitation.

Honestly, no man could resist a look like that

Klein seemed to know exactly what was coming and supported her trembling thighs as her legs went weak with his palt

Her cheeks were rosy, her clear eyes shimmering with the afterglow of his kiss, and the fluffy white bunny ears on her h flopped to one side with every movement.

Klein, meanwhile, looked sharp as ever, his shirt buttoned neatly up to the very top, but his deep eyes held a predatory intensity.

He touched her fair skin, watching as it flushed with a delicate pink beneath his fingertips.

Whitney had dressed up like this just to apologize to him.

But his breath-stealing kiss still turned her mind to mush.

de ripped her revealing dress apart with his ruthless big hands.

You… Whitney’s eyes, usually soft and feminine, now rounded in shock as she glared at him, as if accusing him of being vay too rough.

Be good,” Klein whispered, his lips almost brushing her ear, his breath hot and teasing. “The way you’re dressed, aren’t yo ust asking me to rip it apart?”

Baby, I’m just giving you what you want.” he said, his voice low and full of playful affection.

t was a long night. Whitney was so thoroughly ravished that she was about to pass out. Just before she totally blacked out. he cursed her bestie Lena in her heart. What a bad idea!

This was the most passionate night they’d had since their wedding night.

Whitney woke up the next morning to find Klein looking fresh and handsome right beside her. He leaned in kissed the corner of her lips, and murmured, “You’re awake? Want me to carry you to the bathroom and help you wash up?

Whitney batted his hand away, whining, “No, I’m not getting up! You totally wore me out I thought was gonna die last night, and now you still want more?”

Klein was taken aback, his face suddenly darkeping ‘Don’t talk nonsense

‘Say that again, and I’ll make sure you get the same treatment every night he threatened, his voice low and play ful

Whitney didn’t know what to say

If he keeps this up every day. I might as well be dead. Whitney grumbled

“Go grab me something to wear from the closer Whimney grumbled, chunching the blanket ughter around herself clearly

annoyed

Her bunny costume from last night was now in shreds. There was no way she was about to march into the bathroom bare

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Honestly, Whitney still didn’t feel close enough to him to be strutting around in broad daylight with nothing on

Once Whitney was dressed. Klein scooped her up and carried her straight to the dining room.

Neither of them mentioned yesterday’s awkward drama again, and Klein was clearly in a much better mood after her swe gesture last night.

Just as they were about to head out, Klein raised his eyebrows, his tone casual but teasing. “So, who taught you those mov last night?”

Whitney blushed, but she tried to look calm. “No one. Guess I’m just self-taught.”

Klein chuckled softly, a glint of mischief in his eyes. Well, self-taught, huh?’

‘Alright then, baby, keep it up. I hope you’ll show me even more of those self-taught tricks,” he said, voice low and playfui

van leaned over to Whitney, chatting casually, “Hey, looks like someone finally picked up your stepmom’s case.”

It’s this lawyer who just returned to the country. He’s going to represent Laura, but you can bet there’s some big shot calli he shots behind the scenes,” Ivan added, lowering his voice.

Whit, what do you think?” Ivan asked, watching her closely.

Whitney glanced at the evidence in her hand and said, “The max you can get for attempted murder is ten years. I’m aimin or the harshest sentence possible.”

Alright. Want me to have those criminal defense lawyers I introduced last time take your case?” Ivan asked.

Whitney smiled and said, “Thanks. I’m counting on you, Boss.”

van scoffed, “You’re welcome. Trust me, even if Laura’s got some serious pull, you’ve got even more. No judge would dare ross you.”

At the very least, they’ll have to handle it fair and square!” Ivan added confidently.

Whitney didn’t have a single worry.

She just thought ten years sounded way too short.

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