After Breaking Up, I Married My Ex-Boyfriend’s Uncle

w several women dressed as maids surrounding me, holding various items in thei

ood mentioned that you're to attend a family dinner at the Blackwood residence

end have the last name Blackwood." My mind was foggy as I attempted to get out

t the nightclub was too much; I need to

eming to have something on thei

d his family dinner." I finally remembered, "But isn’t th

ss Winters, you've been aslee

se somewhat guiltily. "Dominic ha

herwise he would have come to scold me by now. If he asks, I'll just insist that I only went to the nig

e, without Sebastian by her side, she didn't bother to maintain her frail façade and walked straight up to me, provokingly saying, "Cassandra, you really have no shame, do you? Sebastian has

my wardrobe that I hadn't worn for years, and responded indiffer

ffed and laughed mockingly, "Cassandra, I didn't expect you to go to such lengths to win back Sebasti

estioning, I replied, "N

exclaimed in shock. "Is he

"His main job is as a CEO, but he d

mock me, asking, "Is he

ic; even the villa where Sebastian and his mother live is

aze towards her, Elara persisted, "Who is

if I told her, she would immediately dum

xist. You must have rented that dress and jewelry just to attend the Blackwood family dinner, i

gue with her: "If that's wha

soft and elegant glow. The walls were adorned with family portraits and various artworks. In the center of the hall stood a long dining tabl

, Margaret spoke in a mocking tone, "Oh, isn't it Cassandra? What, couldn't find a man and came back

me. You're obsessed with my looks, my intelligence, my wealth. But

o her. If anyone should be saying sorry, it's her to you. You wasted

as Sebastian saw Elara entering, his eyes lit u

immediately rushed into them: "Oh

ly, and began to kiss passiona

uctantly stopped kissing her. Elara nestled in his arms, askin

heart now. I wouldn't do something that could make you misunderstand. But, perhaps she loves me too

considering the family relations, Sebastian is now technically my nephew, and

m immediately filled with even more admiration: "Sebast

lips proudly: "Don't worry,

e me," she then abruptly turned her gaze towards me, "you should q

ard her, and I couldn't help but spit them out,

reamed, "Cassandra, yo

purchase receipt, and I'll compe

nse only fueled her anger more, and she forgot to maintain her frail demeanor, hysterically y

ra, while directing the servants towa

ing voice suddenly echoed from the entrance, "I'd