Skipped at the altar, Taken by his uncle Novel

Chapter 232 Chapter 232 "Carter, does Lena not like me?" Emily asked, her voice pitiful and uncertain. 1350 vouchers Emily was just a few years old when she first came to the Harris family. She was sensitive and fragile, and she kept falling ill. Carter had never really liked little girls, even though his younger cousin Lena was around. He wasn't close to her at all. But when Carter saw little Emily, his heart softened. "Don't worry, Lena will like you. And even if she doesn't, I will always like you, okay?" Emily blinked, her eyes watery and pleading, her voice sweet and soft. "Okay.

Carter, I like you best." From that day on, Carter had spoiled Emily even more than his cousin Lena. Everyone in their circle knew Carter was the ultimate doting brother. "Emily, you're just an adopted daughter in the Harris family. Why are you so cocky?" someone sneered. "I'm not," Emily protested softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Just then, Carter stepped in front of her, protecting her. "Emily isn't just my adopted sister. She's the Harris family's little princess." "Anyone who tries to bully her is picking a fight with me," he declared coldly.

After that, no one dared to talk trash about Emily again. Carter always made sure Emily had everything Lena did. He pampered Emily just like she was his real little sister. By the time Carter hit twenty, he was already working in the family business, learning the ropes. He was a big deal wherever he went, with girls crushing on him left and right. On Valentine's Day, Emily, still just a high schooler, found a few love letters in his bag. Her eyes welled up with tears. "Emily, what's wrong? Did someone mess with you? Just tell me, and I'll stand up for you," Carter said, concern in his voice.

Emily bit her lips and tossed the letters onto the table. "Carter, are you getting a girlfriend?" Carter glanced at the letters on the table, realizing he had no idea when he'd even gotten them. He let out a chuckle. "Nope, I'm not getting a girlfriend," he promised. That one line was all it took. Emily's tears turned into a smile. Emily leaned against his shoulder, her face flushed a little as she asked softly, "Carter, if you ever do get a girlfriend, will you still be nice to me?" Carter replied without missing a beat, "Of course, Emily.

Who else would I spoil if not you?" But that birthday, James was adamant and insisted on sending Emily abroad. "Carter, you and Emily are siblings, and that's all you'll ever be," James said firmly. Carter pursed his lips and said, "Grandpa, Emily's always been like a sister to me." 16:57 Thu, Jan 1 MA Chapter 232 "Is that really how siblings act?" James scoffed. 53 55 vouchers "I don't want any scandalous rumors about you two. She's going abroad, and someone will be with her. She'll be well taken care of, and everything she needs will be provided.

You really don't have to worry about her," James said. "As for you, Carter, if you don't get yourself a girlfriend, it'll be hard for Emily to ever come back," James warned. Carter knew this was his grandpa's ultimatum. That was when his story with Whitney really began. He'd always known that Whitney, Lena's close friend, had a thing for him. Every time she snuck a peek at him with those big, innocent eyes, he'd just play dumb and act like he didn't notice. He didn't really like her, but he didn't dislike her either. Their engagement just kind of happened, like it was the natural next step.

Whitney was nothing like Emily. She was just as delicate, but she never cried over every little thing, and she never clung to him or acted all sweet and needy. Even when he took her to private parties, she'd just sit quietly by his side, watching him play cards without making a fuss. But that night at the club, Carter saw Whitney stifling three yawns, trying her best to stay awake. He couldn't help but feel a soft spot for her. "Let's wrap it up for tonight. I'm beat. Gonna head home and crash," Carter said. One of his friends joked, "You calling it quits already?

It's only ten!" Carter gave them a sideways glance. "You guys go ahead. I'm out." He didn't care about the complaints and just left with Whitney. "I'll take you home," he said. She smiled, and Carter's heart skipped a beat. Then she replied in a sweet voice, "Okay." In that moment, Carter felt a deep sense of contentment. For the first time, he thought, 'Maybe marrying her wouldn't be so bad after all' But the breakup blindsided him. Just as Carter was finally letting himself fall for Whitney, she pulled the plug without warning, leaving him reeling.

When Uncle Klein and Whitney went public, Carter felt regret for the first time in his life. He knew he was supposed to be the one by her side, but somehow, he'd lost the girl who had loved him so much. Emily's love was calculating. If she liked a man even a little, she needed him to give her back a hundred times more love, and maybe even more than that. Whitney, though, would pour her whole heart into loving a man. But once she stopped loving him, she'd just leave without a second thought. It wasn't until the very end that Carter realized just how important what he'd lost really was.

16:57 Thu, Jan 1 Chapter 232 ETRA After Emily's tragic death, Carter took his mom abroad with him. He buried himself in work, hoping it would drown out the pain. He ghosted everyone back home, as if shutting out the world would somehow make it hurt less. Belated love was worth nothing. He knew he was scum. 53 13 50 vouchers At a different point in his life, Carter found himself truly understanding what it must have felt like for Uncle Klein during those years abroad. ***** "Carter, you're thirty now, and Emily's been gone for a year.

Are you planning to stay single forever because of her?" Sabrina asked. Carter felt a pang of bitterness. The truth was, he'd stopped loving Emily that way a long time ago. Maybe, to him, Emily had always just been a little sister. "Mom, I'm really not up for it right now. If I just get married for the sake of it, it'll probably end in divorce anyway," Carter replied. Sabrina saw there was no point in pushing him, so she dropped the subject. Business abroad was booming, and James gave Carter a rare call. "Carter, do you want to come back home?" James asked. Carter was thirty-six now.

"Grandpa, I'm doing great here. You should come visit sometime," Carter replied, James sighed on the other end of the phone and said, "As long as you're happy, that's all that matters. I just worry you might get lonely out there. If you meet someone you like, it doesn't matter where she's from or what her family's like, just make sure you care about her. Having someone with you is the only way not to feel lonely." Carter nodded and said, "I get it, Grandpa. Once I find someone, I'll bring her home for you to meet." Just as he hung up, the driver suddenly slammed on the brakes.

Carter's face instantly hardened. "What happened?" "Mr. Harris, I think I just hit someone," the driver stammered. Carter kept his cool and said, "Go check! And if it's serious, call an ambulance, fast!" "Miss, are you okay?" the driver asked, glancing down at the young girl on the ground, concern in his voice. "I'm fine, really. I just wasn't paying attention. Sorry for startling you," the girl said, trying to reassure them. Carter got out of the car, about to ask if she needed help, but he froze in place. Her features, her face shape, and everything was different.

But when she smiled, she somehow reminded him of Whitney from the day years ago when his heart first skipped a beat. Chapter 232 "Here's my number. If you feel off later, just call me, Carter said, slipping her his number. The girl blinked, and then took it. "Sure, thank you." she said with a smile. They'd just landed. "Carter, do you think your grandpa will like me?" the girl asked, a hint of worry in her voice. Carter smiled. "Don't worry. Grandpa said as long as I like you, that's all that matters." They'd already gotten married abroad.

He was coming back home just to introduce her to his family. With his wife's hand in his, Carter got into the car, heading back to Harris Manor. It had been six or seven years since he'd been back home, and everything felt a bit unfamiliar. As they walked into Harris Manor, the butler looked genuinely shocked. "Carter, you're back!" the butler exclaimed. Carter smiled. "Yeah, I'm here with my wife to visit Grandpa." "What's all the excitement inside?" Carter asked. "Oh, it's Klein throwing a birthday party for his wife. They just finished the cake-cutting," the butler replied.

Carter squeezed his wife's hand, took a deep breath, and headed inside, just in time to run into a familiar face. Whitney had stepped out for some fresh air, not expecting to bump into her nephew, back from abroad. Carter did his best to smile naturally. "Aunt Whitney, happy birthday. I brought my wife home to see Grandpa." Whitney said with a gentle smile, "Grandpa's inside. You got here just in time.

Come have some cake with us." Standing beside Carter, his wife quietly gre "Aunt Whitney." Without much small talk, Carter took his wife After that, Carter stayed in the country for three days before heading back abroad. "Carter, Uncle Klein and Aunt Whitney really have something special," his wife said. "Do you think we'll be like them too?" she asked, a hopeful note in her voice. Carter gazed out at the clouds, his voice barely above a whisper. "We will. We'll be just as happy as they are." From now on, unless something major happened, he wasn't coming back.

Carter knew Uncle Klein would always look out for her. With everything settled, there was no reason for him to come back. admin