Skipped at the altar, Taken by his uncle Novel

Chapter 179 55 vouchere Chapter 179 Lena was seven months pregnant, but she still insisted on going to the airport herself to pick Whitney up. Dustin could only sigh, feeling helpless. "Hey, honey, slow down!" Sometimes, he just couldn't win with her. Like last time, she was pregnant, but stubbornly kept it a secret until he accidentally found the test results. He was the first among the four young men to become a dad, and he was absolutely thrilled. But no matter how happy he was, he still had to apologize for two hours before Lena finally forgave him.

After that, Dustin realized Lena was tougher than he'd thought, and she had him completely under her thumb. Lena shot him a glare. "You're a grown man. Why are you so slow? I want Whitney to see me the moment she walks out!" Dustin gave in. "Alright, alright, you two are the best of friends in the whole world. Happy now?" He and Klein were basically in the same boat. Actually, Whitney was a bit gentler than Lena. Well, looks like he was the only one getting the short end of the stick here. Whitney set foot on her hometown again, and the air felt so fresh. She couldn't help but smile.

"Klein, are we going to Harris Manor first?" she asked. Since they'd just gotten back, it only made sense to visit Klein's father before anything else. "Yeah, we're going home first. I already told Dad, and he's over the moon," Klein replied. Who wouldn't be? His youngest son had followed his wife all the way abroad, leaving the company behind, and now he was finally back. Since Klein treated Whitney like she was the apple of his eye, James couldn't help but care for her too. He'd never known how attentive Klein could be. And this year had been packed with happy events.

First, his grandson Carter gave him his very first great-grandchild, and now his granddaughter Lena was going to be a mother. If Whitney ended up expecting too... That would really be triple blessings all at once. 17:56 Wed, Dec 24 Chapter 179 1(59) 55 vouchers Whitney didn't mind going to Harris Manor first. The moment she walked out, she spotted Lena, her baby bump on full display, waving a sign high above her head.

The sign screamed, [WELCOME HOME TO THE INVINCIBLE, ADORABLE, GORGEOUS WARRIOR QUEEN WHITNEY MOORE!] Right next to Lena was Dustin, hovering anxiously, looking like he was about to have a heart attack as he pleaded with her to take it easy. Whitney didn't even spare a glance at Klein, who was wheeling her suitcases behind her. She just bolted straight for Lena. "Lena!" Whitney called out. "Whit!" Lena shouted back. "I missed you so much!" Whitney gushed, giving Lena a huge, careful hug before resting her hands on Lena's belly. "Wow, my godson is getting so big," Whitney teased.

Dustin shot her a look. "Hey, it's a girl, not a boy." 'A son? Nope, not happening. I am definitely not signing up for that, Dustin muttered to himself. 'If anyone wants a brat running around, they can have one. Count me out,' he grumbled. Klein watched as Whitney zipped away like a swallow, just pursing his lips, a little speechless. 'So half a year of sticking by her side, and it all means nothing now, he thought, a little bitter. 'Maybe I should've just kept my distance. She'd probably appreciate me more that way,' he mused. Feeling a little jealous, Klein decided to take it out on Dustin.

"What do you mean, Whitney? Get your titles right. Call her Aunt Whitney," Klein teased. Klein couldn't help but chime in, a little sour. "Honey, that's not your godson. Technically, it's your great- nephew." Whitney froze. Lena was just as stunned, blinking in disbelief. 'This family tree is getting out of hand,' she mused. Honestly, these family titles were a total nightmare. Being a grandma before she even hit thirty? Whitney was not having it. Whitney shot Klein a look, her eyes full of playful complaint.

"It's bad enough you're getting old, but now I'm 17:56 Wed, Dec 24 Chapter 179 a grandma just because I'm married to you?" Klein absolutely hated being called old. The older a man got, the more he couldn't stand hearing that word. 17 59 155 vouchers 58 Seeing Klein all grumpy, Dustin couldn't help but laugh, clearly enjoying the drama. "Yeah, Klein, Whitney must really be suffering, being married to you and all." Klein shot him a cold look. "What's wrong with Dustin?" he fumed. The two girls strolled ahead, leaving that fabulous welcome sign and their suitcases for their men to handle.

Lena reminded Dustin, "Hey, don't bend that sign! I'm saving this for Whit as a keepsake, hand-drawn by yours truly!" Dustin just sighed. "Got it." Klein let out a soft snort. 'Seems my wife treats me better. She didn't embarrass me in public at least,' he thought. The two goofballs were still messing around in the back, trying to one-up each other. "Klein, guess what? I'm gonna be a dad soon," Dustin bragged, grinning wide. "Uh-huh, and?" Klein shot back, totally unimpressed. Dustin snickered. "Just saying, Klein, you might wanna get a move on.

Word is, the older you get, the lower your sperm score." Klein just shrugged off the jab. "Heard you want a girl. You found out the gender yet?" Dustin shook his head. "Nope, didn't check. But I just know it's a girl." Klein smirked. "Well, then, hope you end up with a son." 'Why does his blessing have to be so annoying?' Dustin grumbled to himself. "Lena, are you doing okay? Has it been really tough?" Whitney asked, her concern obvious. Whitney had never been pregnant herself, and Lena was the first of her friends to go through it. "A little," Lena admitted.

"The first three months, I was always mad at Dustin, lost my appetite, and just felt miserable. It's better now. But honestly, I feel like I've gotten so bloated and ugly. Whit, look at me. I'm so fat and gross." Whitney looked her up and down. "No way! It's totally normal to put on some weight when you're pregnant. You're not even that big. Your face hasn't changed at all. Don't stress. You're so young. Trust me, you'll get back to your old self after the baby's here." "Yeah, I hope so," Lena said, still sounding a bit worried.

17:56 Wed, Dec 24 Chapter 179 59 65 vouchers Lena really was stressing herself out. Every night, she'd end up doom-scrolling through birth stories online, working herself into a panic for no real reason. Whitney could tell her bestie was way more anxious than usual these days. She squeezed Lena's hand, her voice gentle. "Seriously, stop worrying so much. Just let things happen. Your baby's gonna be perfect, healthy, sweet, and beautiful." "I hope so," Lena murmured. Dustin was behind the wheel, with Klein riding shotgun. The two besties were in the back seat, totally lost in their own world.

Whitney was telling Lena all about everything that had happened to her abroad this past year, and the two of them were chatting away like the men up front didn't even exist. Thankfully, it wasn't long before they pulled up to Harris Manor. James had been waiting for ages, already knowing his daughter-in-law was coming home. Whitney strolled in with a smile. "Dad, George, Sabrina, nice to see you!" She was carrying a few gifts she'd picked up abroad. James beamed, his mood sky-high. "Good, good!

As long as you're back, that's all that matters." She'd picked out a designer bag for Sabrina, snagged an antique for James, and got George a fancy watch. Honestly, she'd made a really classy impression. Of course, Klein was the one footing the bill. Sabrina took the bag with a smile, but she couldn't help feeling a little bitter. Emily was all grown up now, but she'd never given her mother a single thing. Now she even had to help look after Emily's baby, even though it was her own grandson. The more Sabrina dwelled on it, the more uneasy she felt.

"Whitney, did you know you've got a great-nephew now? Want to go upstairs and see him? He's absolutely adorable. He looks just like a foreign doll," Sabrina said, putting on her brightest smile. Emily and Carter both had amazing genes, so of course their baby turned out gorgeous. But honestly, Whitney couldn't really bring herself to care much about their baby. Yet, for James's sake, she went upstairs with Sabrina. Sabrina showed off her grandson with a proud grin. "See? Isn't he just adorable?" 17:56 Wed, Dec 24 Chapter 179 Whitney frowned, looking genuinely puzzled.

The baby was cute, sure, but his face didn't resemble Carter at all. 59 55 vouchers It was said that boys usually looked like their mothers, but this baby boy didn't really resemble Emily at all. Her eyes weren't that deep-set, but the boy's features were way more pronounced and striking. 'Honestly, he almost looks like he's mixed or something, Whitney thought, a little confused. AD Comment Send gift No Ads Dex Morgan Dex Morgan works to elevate each story with clean writing, emotional balance, and thoughtful flow for readers.