Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife novel Chapter 121

Libby opened the door and saw a courier standing outside the door. She thought that she had not bought anything online.

"There is a package for you. Please sign here."

"For whom?" Libby took the package from the courier and didn't find any information about the recipient.

"I don't know either. I just sent the express delivery according to the address."

The courier checked the address before leaving.

Libby was puzzled. Mr. James definitely wouldn't buy things online. Then she handed the package to Kara.

"Miss Kara, is this yours?"

Kara took the package and thought that she had bought a lot of things recently, but the address was her studio. How could it be sent here?

Did Arya send it to her?

She wanted to open it first to see what it was and to know whose it was.

There was a stack of photos inside the package.

When she saw the familiar person in the photo, she frowned. Libby also stretched out her neck to look. Kara panicked and immediately put these photos away.

"What is it, Miss Kara?"

"Nothing. Just some photos of my favorite movie star. I even forgot about it."

She put away the photos, and her eyes flashed. She didn't want to eat dinner anymore and went upstairs with these photos.

...

Kara waited until midnight before James returned to the villa. When she went downstairs, she saw James lying on the sofa, exhausted.

Nolan, who had sent him here, stood helplessly by his side and looked up at her as if he had seen his savior.

"Miss Kara, Mr. James is not in a good mood. He is drunk. Please take care of him. I have something to do, so I will go first."

"Wait..."

Kara wanted to stop him and let him help James up the stairs.

But Nolan ran too fast and he had already gone out before she could even say a single word.

Looking at the tall man lying on the sofa and smelling the strong smell of alcohol on his body, she frowned and went to the kitchen to get a glass of warm water for him.

"Uncle James, have some water."

When James heard her voice, he did not turn around. He got up and prepared to go upstairs.

"Uncle James, you..."

James got up too quickly. He staggered and crashed into the coffee table, then he fell back onto the sofa.

Kara was worried that he was injured, so she reached out to help him, but was pulled by him, and the two fell down on the sofa together.

He lay on top of her, the smell of alcohol on her neck tickling her.

"Uncle James, are... are you injured?"

"Little fool, I bumped into you. Are you injured?"

There was mist in James' brown eyes and his cheeks were red. He propped up his hands and looked down at her.

"I'm OK."

Kara did not dare to look at him in the eye and wanted to get up on her side.

James pressed down on her shoulder and pinched her jaw. He seemed to have found a very fun toy and his cold fingers lingered on her cheeks.

Kara froze and did not dare to move. All her feeling was concentrated on her face and the tip of her ears was hot.

"Uncle James, you are drunk. Please get up first. I will ask Libby to make some soup for you."

"Yeah, a little drunk."

Today, after drinking with Rory, he was dizzy and he was really a little drunk.

He bent his elbows and propped them on her body, like a cheetah ready to fight.

His gaze fell on her tightly pursed lips and he licked his own lips.

Then he lowered his head and kissed her.

Kara was shocked.

She glared at him and wanted to turn her head. He held her little face in his palm and fixed it.

"Uncle James... No..."

No matter how hard she struggled, after tasting her taste, he was not satisfied and wanted more.

He reached behind her and held her tightly in his arms.

"Oh... "

He hugged her too tightly, and she was a little breathless, but she could not break free, so she bit him angrily.

James had already anticipated her action. He pinched her jaw and took the opportunity to continue.

He kissed her until he was satisfied, like a hungry wolf that had eaten its fill before letting go of her.

"Call me by my name." He ordered in her ear.

Kara didn't reply.