Skipped at the altar, Taken by his uncle Novel

Time Between Lost Worlds - Steven Bennett 43 Summary In Chapter 43 of "Time Between Lost Worlds," the atmosphere is thick with tension as Sabrina and George follow James back to Harris Manor after a chaotic wedding. The couple is immediately surrounded by a crowd of concerned relatives and friends, eager to know what transpired during the ceremony. Klein has already revealed the engagement between Carter and Emily, leaving Sabrina and George frustrated and unable to articulate the turmoil of the day.

Sabrina expresses her anger towards Whitney for ruining the wedding, feeling protective of Emily, their adopted daughter, and resentful of outsiders who judge their family. The chapter delves deeper into the family dynamics, revealing George's anger not only at Whitney but also at her father, Samuel, for the chaos that unfolded. As tensions rise, James confronts Sabrina about the family's attempts to shield him from the truth regarding Whitney's feelings about the wedding.

Lena, who stands by her grandfather, fiercely defends Whitney, revealing that she was pressured into attending the wedding despite wanting to cancel. This revelation shifts James's frustration towards his family, realizing they had concealed critical information from him. Meanwhile, Carter drives Emily away from the wedding in a fit of anger, reflecting on his feelings towards Whitney and the chaos that has ensued.

Emily, initially scared by Carter's reckless driving, begins to feel a sense of relief despite the situation, recognizing that Whitney's actions have inadvertently freed her from family matchmaking pressures. As they converse, Emily reassures Carter about her innocence regarding Whitney's claims, though she secretly feels a sense of triumph over the unfolding drama. The chapter also shifts to Klein, who is at a gathering with friends, where they discuss the shocking events of the wedding.

Amidst the banter, Klein becomes visibly upset when Oliver spreads misinformation about Emily being left at the altar, insisting that she called off the wedding herself. This moment highlights Klein's protective nature towards Emily and his frustration with the careless gossip circulating in their social circle. Overall, the chapter encapsulates a mix of familial tension, personal conflicts, and the impact of societal expectations, leaving the characters grappling with their emotions in the aftermath of the wedding chaos.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **Time Between Lost Worlds - Steven Bennett 43** **Chapter 43** Sabrina and George trailed behind James as they made their way back to Harris Manor, a palpable tension hanging in the air like a thick fog. As they stepped out of the chapel, a swarm of relatives and close friends surrounded them, their voices a cacophony of curiosity and concern. "What really happened at the wedding?" they clamored, eyes wide with intrigue.

Klein had already spilled the beans about Carter and Emily's engagement, leaving Sabrina and George grappling with the weight of their silence. No matter how hard they tried to articulate the chaos of the day, the right words eluded them. All they could do was grit their teeth and remain tight-lipped, frustration simmering beneath the surface. "Whitney was completely out of line," Sabrina muttered under her breath, her scowl deepening as she recalled the scene.

"Even if she was furious with Carter, she had no right to create such a spectacle on a day meant for celebration." In her mind, she replayed Whitney's actions, a mother's heart aching not just for her son but for Emily too. Although Emily was merely their adopted daughter, she had been cherished and pampered since childhood. Sabrina felt justified in her opinions about Emily; after all, that was her prerogative. But what infuriated her was the audacity of outsiders to judge their family dynamics. And truly, the gossip swirling around them was all thanks to Whitney's reckless behavior.

"George, you can't be seriously considering bailing out their company, can you?" Sabrina's voice was laced with suspicion, her brow furrowing as she glanced at her husband. George shook his head, exhaling a heavy sigh that seemed to carry the weight of the world. "I'll just toss them a bone, nothing too significant. Just enough to smooth things over," he replied, his tone weary. With the elite of society present that day, the Harris family had suffered a significant loss of face. It was no wonder George was seething with anger.

His frustration was directed at Whitney, yes, but even more so at her father, Samuel. 'We had a deal, and now look at this chaos. How could I not be furious?' George thought, the injustice of it all gnawing at him. James, overhearing the escalating argument between George and Sabrina, felt a scowl deepen on his forehead, the veins standing out in sharp relief. "So now you're just going to blame everyone else for this mess?" he snapped, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife.

Lena, who had been standing quietly beside her grandfather, muttered under her breath, "Obviously, they are." With a determined lift of her chin, Lena spoke up. "I've heard Whitney say more than once that she wanted to cancel the wedding." She continued, her voice steady and unwavering, "She told me you kept stalling, saying Grandpa wasn't well and she should wait.

Just a couple of days ago, her dad even had someone drug her and drag her home, just to ensure she'd show up at the wedding." Turning her gaze to James, she added, "If Patricia hadn't gotten sick, Whitney would have definitely told you herself, Grandpa." "So you all kept pushing her, and now you're acting like it's all her fault?" Lena shot back, her tone sharp and unyielding. Lena was fiercely protective of what was right, refusing to allow anyone to tarnish her best friend's name in front of her. "Lena, you can't just speak like that.

I understand that you and Whitney share a close bond, but we're your family, you know," Sabrina interjected, desperation creeping into her voice. Lena pursed her lips, her disapproval evident. James, with his keen eyes, noticed her defiance. "Enough," he commanded, turning his cold gaze back to Sabrina. "Whitney wanted to cancel the wedding before. Why did you keep that from me?" "Did you hide it because you thought I was too sick to handle the truth?" he pressed, his voice rising.

"Or did you want to create a scene today, knowing I wasn't well?" Any trace of dissatisfaction James had felt toward Whitney evaporated in that moment. 'So she wanted to be honest from the start, but they kept concealing it and trying to gloss over the truth,' he thought, frustration boiling within him. "Do you think marriage is just a game?" James snapped, his voice sharp.

"If Whitney has already given up on Carter, do you expect me to force her into a marriage with him?" He demanded, "Don't tell me you actually threatened her and made Samuel kidnap Whitney back home?" Sabrina rushed to defend herself, her voice rising in indignation. "Seriously, we'd never do something like that! Why would you think we're capable of such cruelty?" James let out a heavy snort, his skepticism evident. "Don't blame me for thinking that way.

Just look at what your son has been up to!" The more James mulled over the situation, the angrier he became, until he suddenly realized someone was missing from the house. "Lena, where's Klein?" he asked, his tone shifting to one of concern. Lena blinked her wide, sparkling eyes in surprise. "Grandpa, you asked him to take Whitney to the hospital. Don't you remember?" It finally dawned on James, the pieces falling into place. "Tomorrow, you're coming with me to visit Patricia," James declared.

"She was always the closest to your mother." George and Sabrina exchanged glances, knowing they had no choice but to comply. "Yes, of course," they replied in unison, their voices tinged with resignation. ***** After Carter whisked Emily away from the wedding, his expression darkened, knuckles turning white as they gripped the steering wheel with tension. The car surged forward, the dashboard beeping warnings that he was far exceeding the speed limit, but he paid no mind. Emily clutched her seatbelt, her face as pale as a ghost.

"Carter, please, slow down," she pleaded, her voice trembling slightly. But her words only seemed to stoke the flames of his anger. It took a solid ten minutes and a red light before Carter finally began to calm down, the adrenaline slowly ebbing away. He cast a sideways glance at Emily, his gaze softening just a fraction. "Sorry, Emily. Did I scare you just now?" Emily forced a stiff smile, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. "No, Carter. I just knew you were upset." If Whitney were sitting beside him at that moment, she would have certainly said something different.

She would have shot him a serious look and lectured him about traffic laws and the consequences of his reckless driving. Carter used to find her lectures tedious, but now, for reasons he couldn't quite understand, he found himself missing her just a little. "Are you hungry? Want to grab something to eat?" he asked, his tone distracted, as if he were still lost in thought. Emily felt herself finally beginning to relax. "Yeah, Carter, I'd love to," she replied, her voice steadier now.

Even though she had just gotten engaged to Carter after that chaotic scene earlier, at least she wouldn't have to endure those annoying family matchmaking efforts anymore. In a strange twist of fate, she felt a sense of gratitude toward Whitney for this upheaval. She had never anticipated that Whitney would orchestrate a stunt that would blow up in everyone's faces, including her own. Sure, the socialites would gossip for a while, but it would all fade into obscurity once she and Carter tied the knot. After a few days, no one would care about the drama that had unfolded.

Whitney would be effectively removed from their social circle. After all, Whitney was merely the overlooked daughter from a second-rate family. How could she ever hope to compare? Unbeknownst to Carter, Emily's expression flickered with a hint of triumph. Out of nowhere, he asked, "Hey, about what Whitney said today, did you go see Patricia?" Emily's heart skipped a beat. "Carter, I honestly have no idea why Whitney would say that, but I swear to God, I never went to see Patricia," she insisted, her voice earnest.

"Maybe Patricia got sick, and Whitney just needed someone to take her frustrations out on," Emily added, attempting to sound casual, though her mind raced with the implications. Carter's brow furrowed in confusion. While he trusted Emily implicitly, he couldn't wrap his head around the idea that Whitney would go out of her way to frame Emily with such a blatant lie. The confusion gnawed at him, but honestly, Carter didn't want to dwell on it any longer. While everyone else was stressed and miserable, one person was barely able to conceal their smug satisfaction.

At the Royal Crest Club, Dustin Reed struggled to keep his eyes open. He had been in surgery until the wee hours of the morning, and it felt as if he had barely blinked before Klein dragged him out to this gathering. Klein's private room was filled with familiar faces, the atmosphere buzzing with lively conversation. Eric Campbell, the heir to the Campbell family fortune, flicked his lighter absentmindedly, his tone casual.

"Klein, is this an all-male hangout tonight?" With only single guys present, Eric couldn't help but wonder, 'What's even the point of a get-together like this?' "Seriously, Klein, I know you never have any women around, so maybe next time, just let me set things up," Dustin joked, a smirk playing on his lips. Eric snorted in response. "Please, you talk like you've got women lining up for you." Dustin's expression darkened. "Who do you think you're looking down on?" Oliver Grant raised an eyebrow, a smirk dancing across his face.

"Looks like I'm the only one here who actually has a girlfriend." While Dustin and Eric might have had their fair share of dates, no one had ever seen either of them with a real girlfriend. As for Klein, he preferred solitude and spent most of his time with the guys, so he was often excluded from the usual banter about women. "Hey, Klein," Oliver teased, "your nephew just got engaged, and here you are throwing a party? Shouldn't you be sulking or something?" Dustin perked up, surprise evident on his face. "Engaged?

Wasn't it supposed to be Carter's wedding today?" Eric shot Dustin a bewildered look. "Wow, I guess all those surgeries really scrambled your brain. Did you seriously miss the biggest news online today?" Oliver pulled out his phone, reading aloud, "Here, the headline says, 'Foster Daughter Becomes Daughter-in-Law in Shocking Twist. A Forbidden Romance.' "Oh, and here's another one, 'Official Fiancée Dumped, Bride Replaced at the Ceremony, High Society Drama.' Seriously, these headlines are outrageous. And that Moore girl who got left at the altar?

Things are only going to get worse for her from here." He had just finished sharing the gossip when he suddenly caught a deadly glare from Klein, who was sprawled on the couch, his demeanor icy. Oliver blinked, completely taken aback. "Dude, what's with the look?" Klein's voice was cold as he replied, "Oliver, has dating that little starlet fried your brain or something? Who told you she was left at the altar? Get your facts straight. She called off the wedding today." "I'm out," Klein declared, shoving the trash can out of his way.

"Not wasting my time with morons." "What the hell?" Oliver exclaimed, bewildered. 'What is wrong with him?' Oliver thought, rolling his eyes in exasperation. Dustin rubbed his nose, content to sit back and watch the unfolding drama. 'Ha, looks like some idiot just insulted Klein's favorite girl,' he thought, a smirk creeping onto his face. Conclusion As the dust began to settle from the chaos of the wedding, the emotional landscape of the Harris family grew more complex.

Sabrina and George, once united in their desire to protect their family's reputation, now found themselves at odds, grappling with the consequences of their actions and the weight of their decisions. Their frustration morphed into a simmering unease, as they realized that their attempts to control the narrative had only served to deepen the rift between them and their loved ones. Lena's unwavering defense of Whitney forced them to confront their own shortcomings, while James's piercing questions laid bare the fragility of their family bonds.

In this moment of reckoning, they were left to ponder not just the fallout of a wedding gone awry, but the very essence of loyalty, love, and the sacrifices made in the name of family. Meanwhile, Carter and Emily's tumultuous drive away from the wedding served as a metaphor for their own journey-a path fraught with uncertainty yet tinged with newfound freedom. As they navigated the emotional aftermath of the day, Emily felt a strange sense of empowerment, grateful for the upheaval that had inadvertently liberated her from the expectations of her social circle.

With James demanding answers and Lena's fierce loyalty to Whitney threatening to expose long-buried family secrets, the atmosphere at Harris Manor will be charged with confrontation and revelations that could change everything. Meanwhile, Carter and Emily's relationship will be put to the test as they navigate the fallout from the wedding debacle. As they try to find solace in each other, the shadows of their pasts loom large, and Emily's connection to Whitney may complicate their newfound engagement.