Skipped At The Altar, Taken By His Uncle novel Chapter 69

Lena burst out laughing, and she didn’t even try to hold it back.

She laughed, “See, Dustin? Now you know what Uncle Klein’s really like.”

Dustin’s face darkened, and he ground his back teeth so hard she could hear them. ‘Sweetheart, you’re forgetting who s paying for this meal.”

Lena quickly mimed zipping her lips shut.

She knew when to quit while she was ahead.

But then she glanced over and noticed something. Klein had been staring straight at Whitney this whole time

She turned to look at her friend, and Whitney’s head was down, her eyes fixed on her cup like she was trying to burn a ho through it.

‘Whit, snap out of it. Come on, eat more, and don’t be shy with him. He’s loaded anyway,” Lena said with a grin.

Klein’s posture was relaxed tonight, but there was still something about him that took up all the space at the table. The pressure was there, quiet but impossible to ignore.

The table wasn’t very wide either, and every time someone reached for a dish, fingers would brush against each other

It made Whitney’s nerves spike every single time.

Out of the four of them, Dustin clearly knew Klein well, so of course, he knew what was going on between them

But Lena had no idea.

Whitney felt guilty about keeping it from her and terrified that Lena would somehow figure it out.

This entire meal is a nightmare, she thought, her stomach twisting. She could barely taste the food.

Near the end of the meal, Lena casually asked, “Hey Whit, you free this weekend? We should go to Chillin Village for a couple days.”

Normally, Whitney would’ve said yes without thinking twice. But she already had plans this weekend.

But she already had plans this weekend.

Whitney glanced up, trying to look casual about it, and her eyes met Klein’s. He was watching her with that hint of a smile a his eyes, and he didn’t look away.

She quickly dropped her gaze and cleared her throat. “Lena, I’ve got something going on this weekend. Can’t make it

“What about next weekend then?”

Whitney’s eyes dimmed. “Next week I’m going to pray for my grandmother. Sorry

“No, it’s fine! I’m sorry, babe. I should’ve thought about that.” Lena felt terrible and pulled Whitney into a hug

When she let go and looked over at Klein, she noticed his brows were slightly furrowed

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Why does Uncle Klein suddenly look annoyed?‘ she thought.

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She turned to Dustin instead and thanked him half–heartedly. “Thanks for today, Dustin. Anyway, I’ve been drinking. Did you guys drive here?”

Dustin was waiting for his family’s driver to pick him up. “Nope, didn’t drive.”

Lena shook her head. “No worries, Whit and I’ll just grab a cab.”

Suddenly, Klein spoke up lazily, “I didn’t drink. I’ll drive you home.”

Dustin blinked. “You didn’t drink? Then who the hell was clinking glasses with me just now? Mr. Harris, no offense, but I don’t care how rich and powerful you are–ignoring traffic laws is still a no–go.”

‘I was drinking water,” Klein cut in smoothly. “My glass has been water this whole time. You just assumed I was drinking alcohol.”

Dustin fell silent for a moment, then let out a laugh. He couldn’t help but sneer. “You clinked glasses with me using water? That’s real classy of you.”

Klein slowly lifted her gaze and shot him a look. “But you were having a great time drinking with me, weren’t you?”

Oh, wonderful,‘ Dustin thought. ‘Klein’s really something else.

Finally, the two of them: got into Klein’s car, and Dustin stayed behind to wait for his driver.

Klein’s eyes flicked up, and he glanced at the two people in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

‘Luna, I’ll drop you off at Harris Manor first, then take Whitney home.”

Lena didn’t think much of it. “Okay, Uncle Klein.”

Whitney actually wanted to say he could just drop her at the subway station, but she suddenly regretted sending her for maintenance today.

Once Lena got out, it was just the two of them left in the car.

Whitney noticed he’d pulled over to the side and turned on the hazards, and she was a litle confused Then the head his cool voice break the silence. “My dear girlfriend, come sit up front

His tone left no room for argument, so Whitney could only bite the bullet and get out of the cat

If they kept sitting there at the entrance to Harris Manor with the hazards on anyone from the Harris family coming home would see them clear as day

When Whitney’s subtle fragrance drifted into his space, Klein’s lips conved almost imperceptibits and he pressed słowa on the gas pedal.

Whitney deliberately looked our the window, watching the street scenes slide backward

Klein’s magnetic voice cut through the quiet, casud, and unhurried Are you go ng too amored service next Saturday?

Can I come?”

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granddaughters cook, and we hold the memorial at home

Based on the family’s schedule, she wouldn’t need to go up the mountain for the memorial visit until next week

Of course, she didn’t need to explain all that to Klein.

She said, “Klein, I’m sorry, but I can’t go get the marriage license with you until next week‘

Klein’s expression darkened. “Why are you apologizing?”

His distant tone made him feel unsettled.

They were about to get married, but they felt like complete strangers who’d just met.

Whitney hesitated. “I thought you might be in a hurry.”

Klein let out a low chuckle at her words.

His laughter made Whitney uncomfortable. “What’s so funny?”

“Whii, do I really seem that impatient to you?”

Whitney realized too late that she’d said the wrong thing. “No, that’s not what I meant, Klein. I just thought your dad might be pressuring you since you’re getting older.”

They’d gotten their marriage license to deal with James anyway.

The moment the words left her mouth, Klein’s smile disappeared. ‘So she thinks I’m old? he thought

Whitney watched his smile fade and rushed to explain. “I’m not saying you’re old. I just meant that at thirty–three, your family might be pushing you to settle down.”

She didn’t say the word “old” directly, but every sentence practically screamed it.

Klein stared at her flushed lips and said quietly, “It’s fine. You’ll find out soon enough whether I’m old or not

‘Why does this conversation keep getting worse?‘ Whitney thought.

Klein said, “By the way, Lena must’ve told you that Carter and Milly’s wedding is coming up soon, right?”

Whitney didn’t expect him to bring that up. “Yeah, she mentioned it.

Lena wasn’t the only one. Emily had rushed over to gloat about it too. “Yeah, I know.

Klein’s grip tightened on the steering wheel. “I was the one who suggested it to Dad. After what happened between those two that day, it’s better they get married quickly Otherwise it’ll affect Harris Group’s stock price”

Whitney suddenly remembered what Lena had said earlier. So the second half of Lena’s sentence was about Klein being the one who’d proposed the marriage

She smiled softly, “You’re right. Thank you

Klein was genuinely surprised to hear her thank him.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, half–expecting her to be upset about it

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But bed rather tell her himself than have her hear it from someone else later

Klein wasn’t going to leave even the smallest chance for her to misunderstand him

Neither of them spoke after that, and when the black Maybach pulled up in front of Whitney’s apartment building, she unbuckled her seatbelt Thanks for the ride. I’m here”

Klein’s finger twitched slightly on the steering wheel “Didn’t I leave my glasses at your place last time?

Uh, yeah, you did

Klein turned off the engine and unbuckled his seatbelt with a perfectly straight face. Then I’ll come up with you to get hem

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