Skipped At The Altar, Taken By His Uncle novel Chapter 202

Chapter 202

Whitney had no idea about the little episode

Klein was really pleased with the photo. He instantly set it as his lock screen and flaunted it in the group chan

He specifically told Dustin. [Go check the group chat ]

Because Dustin had started muting group chat notifications just like Klein did.

Klein wasn’t about to miss a single chance to flaunt their relationship. He had to make sure everyone got their fair share of the couple sweetness, right?

Dustin had only managed three hours of sleep last night.

In the middle of the night, Lena was hit with stomach cramps. Dustin called the doctor, but the answer was the same as always. The doctor said that it was perfectly normal, just part of the process.

The third trimester was brutal, and Dustin honestly wished he could take it all on himself instead of watching his wife

Every pregnancy was different, and every woman’s experience was their own.

But Lena’s body just wasn’t built to handle it. She was one of those with a particularly sensitive constitution.

Dustin yawned, about to catch a quick nap on the couch when he saw Klein’s message pop up.

[Klein, what group chat are you talking about? Let me sleep first. I’ll check it when I wake up.]

[You have to check it right now! Seriously! If you don’t, don’t blame me if you end up with a son instead of a daughter]

‘Damn, Dustin muttered, annoyed. His wife was due next week, and Klein was actually trying to jinx him into having a son.

That pissed him off.

But Dustin was damn scared of anything superstitious.

As soon as he opened the group chat, he wished he’d gone blind for a second.

[Dustin: …]

[Eric: …]

[Oliver has left the group.]

Klein sneered under his breath.

[Who pulled Oliver into the group? He’s too sensitive. How will he ever manage to win his wife over?]

If Oliver saw that, he’d totally roast Klein for it.

Feeling smug, Klein closed the group chat. Time to go be all lovey-dovey with his wife.

But that girl Valerie just kept clinging to his wife, never giving Whitney a break.

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4oo bad you missed the meteor shower last night, Whitney, Valerie said.

“We all made wishes, you know!”

Whitney smiled. “So, what did you wish for?”

“I wished I could find someone who treats me as well as your husband treats you. And if he’s got some cash, even better?

“I made a wish too. I hope my salary doubles next year, so I can finally keep up with you, Whitney!” one of the girls laughed. “Me too. I wished my mom could make a full recovery, another chimed in.

Whitney’s lips curled into a gentle smile. Each wish was stamped with their own hopes and dreams, yet somehow everyone was longing for a better tomorrow.

“If I were to make a wish, I’d hope for a healthy little angel of my own,” Whitney murmured softly.

“Whitney, what did you just say?” Valerie turned to ask.

Whitney shook her head. “It’s nothing.”

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Lunch was a DIY BBQ for everyone.

The handy types all jumped in to handle the grilling.

Whitney, though, just kicked back and relaxed.

Not that she was trying to slack off, but there were just so many people crowding around the grill, and it was way too packed to squeeze in.

Valerie picked up a batch of freshly grilled food and handed/them out to everyone.

“Whit, you love fish, right? Here, this fish is for you,” Valerie said, passing it over.

Whitney took it with a bright smile and said, “Thanks.”

She picked up the fish with her fork. Even though it was just the usual aroma, she suddenly felt her stomach turn

The nausea hit her so hard that she couldn’t hold it back. She quickly handed the fish back to Valerie and rushed off to the bathroom, covering her mouth.

She retched.

She dry heaved over the sink for a good five minutes, eyes red and watery, her stomach clenching over and over, leaving her feeling absolutely miserable.

Valerie hurried in a few minutes later and asked, “Whitney, what’s wrong? Don’t scare me! Is it that stomach bug?”

Whitney’s cheeks were burning, her lashes still wet with tears.

“It’s nothing, probably just my stomach being weird,” she mumbled.

But before Whitney could even finish her sentence, she was hit with another wave of nausea and started dry heaving ag

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Materie saw things were getting serious. She quickly parted Wintney’s shoulder worry all over her bare Let me find someone to help. I’m pretty sure someone brought a med kit. I ll get you something to your an

Klein was wandering around, fooking through the crowd. But no matter how board he looked, “Wharry a comm

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Then Valerie came running over, totally freaking out “Who’s got stomach meds? Larry, hurry up and gone me your in Whitney’s in the ladies’ room, throwing up like crazy. She must have a stommade buge

The moment Klein heard that, he completely lost it. He didn’t care one bit about barging into the ladies toomi

He rushed straight in.

Whitney finally started to feel a bit better and splashed some cold water on her face

“Baby, what happened? Is your stomach acting up?” Klein asked, his voice tight with worry.

Whitney had barely calmed down and was still too drained to even respond.

Klein, panicking, assumed she was still feeling awful. He didn’t hesitate, and just swept her up in his arms, bridal style

“I’m taking you down the mountain to see a doctor!” he said, not taking no for an answer.

Valerie came rushing over with the stomach meds, but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Mr. Harris holding Whitney bridal style in his arms, her very own coworker.

Her jaw dropped.

She gave herself a pat on the face, totally stunned. “Am I dreaming? Did I just see Mr. Harris rushing away with Whitney his arms?”

Frank, standing nearby, pinched himself too. “Nope, not dreaming. I saw it too. I even pinched myself, and it hurt.”

The two of them exchanged a look, both thinking, “When did Whitney start hooking up with Mr. Harris?

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Valerie wasn’t the only one who saw it. A bunch of Harris Group employees witnessed the whole scene.

A wave of gossip swept through, and everyone sitting together just couldn’t stay calm anymore.

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