Dumping My Fiancé For His Uncle

a was stunned by Jake's words, staring at him in disbelief. But instead of breaking down, as he seemed to expect, her face hardened with anger. realize

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Her chest heaved as she struggled to contain her rage. Through gritted teeth, she spat, "Jake, do you even rea revolting you are?"

The warmth instantly disappeared from Jake's face. He stood up, now looking at her with a cold indifference.

"Madelyn was right. You're still so stubborn," he snapped. "Let me make this simple go home and get ready for the wedding. As long as you stay out of Madelyn's way, I won't press charges, and I'll make sure you live comfortably once we're married." Thea smirked, about to respond, when a sharp siren echoed from outside. A rush of footsteps followed, and moments later, someone burst into the meeting room.

"Mr. Hendrix, someone reported Thea for stealing company secrets. The police are here, the person said urgently.

Thea stood up calmly, not even glancing at Jake, whose face had turned even grimmer. "See that?" she said coldly, "Your promises mean nothing."

In front of her colleagues, Thea was led out to a police car, her departure drawing attention from everyone in the building. Phones were raised as people took pictures, their eyes filled with judgment and contempt. Thea seared that humiliating moment into her memory. Fortunately, the report was just that; they had no solid evidence against her.

After hours of questioning at the police station, Jake came to bail her out in the evening.

As they drove, Thea stared out the window, her expression icy and distant.

Jake softened his tone, trying to break the tension. "Let me take you out for dinner. Then I'll drop you off. If you don't want to go home, you can stay at the Hendrix family house. How does that sound?" Thea didn't waste time with him. "It was Madelyn who called the police, wasn't it? You bailed me out because you're worried I'll retaliate against her, right?"

Jake froze. His grip tightened on the steering wheel, his voice growing impatient. "Madelyn only called the police because you made everyone work overtime. She was just trying to ease the situation. "Besides, I didn't press charges, so what's the harm? You're the one who caused this mess in the first place, so don't blame

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"Is that so?" Thea's voice dripped with sarcasm. "No matter how you spin it, the damage Madelyn caused me is real. I've already told you, since you like her so much, I'd step aside.

"But why are you still trying to have it both ways? You're insisting on marrying me because, deep down, you think Madelyn's background isn't good enough for your public image. Isn't that right?"

Jake suddenly slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching against the road. Gripping the steering wheel, he turned to her with disgust. "You still don't see your own issues, do you? I regres everything. I should've just left you at the police station." Without a word. Thea stepped out of the car, her face cold and readable. Through the window, Jake saw her eyes empty, emotionless. Her voice was low but firm. "Even if you try to ruin me completely, I won't be asking for

A wave of irritation and unease swept through Jake as he cursed under his breath, calling her crazy, before speeding off.

Thea stood alone as the sky grew darker, the air heavy with dampness, Moments later, a drizzle began to fall.

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A minute later, the rain intensified. Thea gritted her teeth and made up her mind to make that phone call.

Meanwhile, Nicolas sat in a private room, staring absentmindedly at the rain pouring outside the window.

Just then. Darwin opened the door, and Nicolas glimpsed a familiar slender figure stepping in.

Thea was shivering slightly, though it wasn't clear if it was from the cold or fear. She accepted a towel from the waiter and wrapped it around herself, warming up a bit. Nicolas didn't seem surprised by her appearance. He looked at her with calm, waiting for her to speak.

Thea thought about what she'd been through these past few days. Feeling a mix of heartbreak and guilt, she broke the silence. "Mr. Hendrix, I've let you down."

Nicolas had given her a chance, but she realized she hadn't made any progress. Even though she had identified the buyer from the rival company, the trail had gone cold.

The contact's phone was disconnected, and her investigation into their social connections revealed that the person had resigned and disappeared over a month ago. She had no idea if Madelyn would report her again. Jake wouldn't come to her aid, and the Rowland family certainly wouldn't help her.

The thought of spending over twenty years in prison weighed heavily on Thea's mind. After much contemplation, she realized Nicolas was her only hope, Nicolas asked, "If that's true, why come to me?" His tone was measured, and his eyes showed little coldness.

Thea clenched her fists, summoning her courage. She met his gaze and said earnestly, "I want to propose a deal. I know Stefan has been pressuring you to marry. I can be your contract wife to ease your stress." Her voice trembled slightly. "But I won't i interfere with you mere with your personal life. I'll The room grew silent, the weight

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stand by side, your work hard, and do whatever you need. I just ask that you protect me this time. I don't want to go to jail. Fear laced her final words. f the moment hanging between them. Though only five minutes passed, it felt like an eternity to Thea. Her heart sank as slae lowered her head, thinking bitterly that someone like Nicolas would never agree to such a bold offer. Then, to her surprise, Nicolas broke the silence. "Are you sure about this?" Thea's head snapped up, hope flickering in her chest. He hadn't outright refused - there was still a chance.

"Yes, I'm sure. Mr. Hendrix, if you're concerned, we can sign a contract. I promise I keep everything professional during this time, she said. Nicolas studied her for a moment before responding. "There's no rush. But first, show me you're serious,"

Thea hesitated, unsure what he meant by that. But she still nodded, determined. "Don't worry. I will."Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

The waiter escorted her out, and once the door closed, Nicolas's expression darkened.

He glanced at Darwin, who stood by, and gave a quiet chuckle. You're getting bold, making decisions for me now, huh?"

Darwin wiped the sweat from his brow and replied earnestly, "Mr. Hendrix, I only thought you might consider Miss Rowland's offer."

Before Nicolas could respond, a sudden loud crash outside the room startled them. Voices followed, filled with alarm. Nicolas's eyes narrowed. Without a word, he quickly strode out to see what had happened.