Skipped at the altar, Taken by his uncle Novel

Chapter 151 Lena woke up groggy from a hangover, her head pounding. She squinted, and stretched herself lazily. When her hand suddenly landed on a firm, muscular body right next to her, she froze. Her eyes flew open. And then, seeing that face just inches away, Lena gasped in shock. Dustin's breathing was even and quiet, obviously still asleep. There were clear bite marks on his neck, collarbone, and shoulders. Lena found her heart trembling violently. Judging by those bite marks, she was almost certain she was the culprit. She tried hard to recall what had happened last night.

She remembered her singing sad songs and picking up a glass of wine in front of Dustin. 'Shit!' Lena swore to herself. 'It's all that damn liquor's fault!' Lena snatched up her long dress from the floor. It was a wrinkled mess, but it was all she had to wear. As she bent to climb out of bed, her legs felt weak and shaky. Last night must've been crazy. Not daring to stick around, Lena quickly threw on her dress, grabbed her heels, and slipped out the hotel room barefoot. She even left the door slightly open, worried that closing it too loudly might wake up the man she'd ravished.

As soon as she slipped out, she bolted barefoot down the hallway and out of the hotel. She was still shaken, her heart racing. 'That was so close,' she thought, still rattled. Now that she was gone, there was no way Dustin could try to play the victim. The cleaning lady scratched her head, confused. 'Why's this door left open? Maybe the guest already left?' she wondered. She pushed the door open a crack and said, "Anyone here?" Dustin gave a lazy stretch, slowly waking up. "Why are you sleeping with the door open, young man?" the cleaning lady said.

Dustin snapped awake, pulling the covers up to shield himself. "Get out! Do you always just walk in before the guests check out?" "Oh, sorry. I'm leaving! Just don't go reporting me, okay? You left your door open and I thought you'd checked out," the cleaning lady explained. She kept muttering complaints as she shuffled out of the room. Dustin whipped his head to the side, searching for the woman who'd been all over him last night. 'She ran away!' he realized. Thinking back to what the cleaning lady had said, Dustin gritted his teeth in annoyance. 'She thinks she can run?

Let's see where she thinks she can hide.' Dustin thought, his jaw clenched. ***** Early in the morning, Klein ran five laps around the tree-lined path outside Harris Manor. By the time he got back inside, he was just getting warmed up. His phone rang in his pocket. He glanced at the screen, raised his eyebrows slightly and answered, "Hey, Dustin." "Klein, where's Lena?" Dustin asked. Klein froze. He'd had such a wild night with Whitney that he honestly hadn't noticed when Lena got home. "Wasn't it you who drove her home last night? She hasn't come home yet?" Klein asked.

Lena crept in and immediately met Klein's sharp gaze. She stood up straight and said with a nervous grin, "Morning, Uncle Klein..." Klein felt something was up. "What's going on?" he asked. He was talking to Dustin on the other end of the phone. Dustin didn't hold back and said, "Your niece slept with me last night, and then slipped out before I woke up this morning. She even blocked me on WhatsApp. What are you going to do about this?" Klein's expression turned cold. "Dustin, I treat you like a brother.

Are you taking advantage of my niece?" Dustin retorted, "Klein, you should come see for yourself who's getting taken advantage of. I'm covered in bite marks, courtesy of your niece. Guess I'll just have to swallow my pride and come over at ten to propose." Chapter 151 Klein hung up on him. He stared straight at Lena and asked, "Lena, you just got back this morning?" 55 vouchers Lena pursed her lips, inching forward cautiously. "Oh, I was feeling a bit down yesterday, so I just wandered around for a while. Don't worry, Uncle Klein, I'm totally fine. Seriously, I swear!" she said.

Lena looked guilty as hell, swearing that she was innocent. Klein didn't buy it for a second, but he couldn't help asking, "So, did you really sleep with Dustin last night?" Lena froze in shock. "Uncle Klein, you..." Lena stammered, her voice trembling. Klein pointed at his phone and said, "That was Dustin. He said he's coming over at ten to propose." Lena was stunned. 'What the hell? How did things end up like this? Seriously, what is wrong with Dustin? Why does he always have to flip the script and do things his own way?' Lena thought, completely thrown off.

Whitney was gently woken up by a kiss. "Stop it, let me sleep a little longer," she mumbled. Klein gave her waist a playful squeeze. "Come on, wake up. Your bestie is looking for you. Dustin's coming over to propose in a bit." It took Whitney a second to process what Klein just said, and then her eyes flew open. "What do you mean?" she asked. Lena got back to her room. "Oh my god, I'm doomed, Whit! Why is that jerk Dustin acting like this? It was just a slip-up, an accident!" "And it was my first time! I'm not even holding him responsible.

Why wouldn't he just let it go?" Whitney was at a loss for words. "Trust me, if you don't want to marry him, nobody's going to make you. Uncle Klein is totally on your side," Whitney reassured her. Lena's eyes were misty with tears and she asked, "Really?" "Of course! I mean it," Whitney said, her voice full of reassurance. Lena was still rattled, her mind spinning. She had no clue how she was supposed to deal with the mess waiting for her. Thank goodness Whitney was here to stick with her through it all.

17:43 Wed, Dec 24 Chapter 151 : a 65 vouchers At ten sharp, Dustin showed up at Harris Manor, looking sharp in a perfectly tailored suit. "Grandpa James, nice to see you," Dustin greeted warmly. Behind him, his driver unloaded a whole trunk full of gifts. He and the Harris family's butler carried them. inside together. James looked puzzled. "Dustin, what's all this?" Dustin gave a slight bow. "Grandpa James, I'm here today to propose to Lena." James nearly jumped out of his seat, his voice rising in shock. "Proposal?" "A marriage proposal? To whom?" he repeated, still stunned.

Wait a second, the only one in the family who was still single was Lena. "You..." James was at a loss for words, staring at Dustin in disbelief. "That's right, Grandpa James! I'm here to ask for Lena's hand in marriage," Dustin declared, sounding totally sure of himself. Just as Lena opened her door, she heard Dustin downstairs, announcing boldly, "I spent the night with Lena yesterday, so I came here first thing in the morning to propose!" "Grandpa James, our families have always wanted to get us together. Honestly, I think it's a perfect match," Dustin said.

"Well, do you think I'm good enough for Lena?" Dustin asked, grinning with confidence. Klein couldn't help but grimace. 'When did Dustin get so thick-skinned?' he wondered. For a moment, Klein realized he'd never truly known Dustin at all. Lena came thundering down the stairs. "Dustin, are you out of your mind? When did we ever get together? Why are you lying?" "Grandpa, don't listen to him! He's totally lost it and he needs to get checked into a mental hospital right now!" Lena yelled. Dustin bit his lips, looking all pitiful. "Lena, last night you...

and I..." "So you really don't want to take responsibility, huh?" Dustin said, sounding hurt. Lena was stunned, her eyes blazing with fury. "Dustin Reed!" she exclaimed. After watching Klein work his magic, Dustin figured out the secret to getting a wife. A man had to be shameless. So he threw all caution to the wind. "Last night was my first time, Lena! Now you gotta take responsibility for me!" he said. Whitney didn't know what to say. 'What a day!' Whitney thought in disbelief.

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