Marry My Ex’s Uncle After Rebirth by Agatha Barney

It was the first time Vincent had seen Stephanie so serious, so he took her to sit on the couch after sensing the matter’s seriousness.

He stared at her and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Stephanie recounted what had happened in the ward for him.

Upon hearing that, Vincent squinted. “How dare they threaten you so blatantly?”

Stephanie held his hand. “Actually, Thave an idea. But I don’t know if it’s feasible.”

Vingent held her hand back and encouraged her, “Tell me,”

Vincent’s eyes lit up when he heard Stephanie’s idea. “I think it’s a good idea. Let’s have a try,”

Vincent smoothed her frown and said, “It’s good that Mr. Hayes can’t remember some things because only in this way can the Hayes family think he is not a threat. He is safe before our plan is carried out.” Seeing that Stephanie was still in low spirits, he held her on his lap and reassured her, “Don’t worry, Stephie. Okay?”

“Okay,” replied Stephanie. She felt at ease in Vincent’s arms.

In the next few days, Stephanie went to Starlight Design Studio in the morning and Harmony Healthcare Hub in the afternoon. She did not arrive home until nearly 11 p.m.

After returning home, she took a shower and spent time with Vincent before falling asleep.

Vincent felt distressed every time he saw her tired look, and his anger toward the Hayes family deepened.

One night, Stephanie arrived at home at 9 p.m.

Seeing that Stephanie went out early and came back late these days, Sophia felt distressed. “Mrs. Fletcher, you finally came back earlier. Let me make you a minestrone soup.”

Stephanie happened to feel a little hungry. “Thank you, Sophia.”

Sophia smiled and said, “No worries. I’ll make it for you right now.”

Stephanie did not find Vincent in the bedroom, so she guessed he must be in the study.

She returned to the guest bedroom for a shower, dried her hair, and went to the study.

She gently knocked on the study door and entered after getting permission.

Vincent was typing on the keyboard. He looked at her through the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He stopped and smiled. “You’re back?”

Stephanie walked briskly toward him and sat on his lap.

Seeing her happy face, Vincent was also in a good mood. “Let me guess why you’re so happy, Stephie. Did your development succeed?”

Stephanie nodded. “That’s just one of the reasons. And I’m happy to see you!”

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He chuckled. “You didn’t seem that happy to see me the other night. You’ve learned to lie.”

Stephanie stuck out her tongue. “Oh no! You’ve exposed me.”

Vincent’s eyes darkened as he saw that. He put his arms around Stephanie’s waist and breathed more heavily. “Stephie, kiss me.”

His voice was husky and filled with an undertone of desire.

Stephanie had slightly given him a cold shoulder in the past few days.

To make it up, she held Vincent’s handsome face with both hands, and her nose gently rubbed against his. Then she tilted her head and kissed his light red lips.

Although Stephanie had kissed Vincent many times, she was still a newble in that regard.

Her kiss made people feel a little itchy in the heart.

Vincent’s big hand held the back of her head and deepened the kiss. His kiss was passionate and uninhibited, and the study was full of the sound of their breaths intermingling and the echoes of kissing.

Vincent’s hand skillfully sneaked into Stephanie’s pajamas and moved upward along her smooth skin.

At that moment, footsteps came from the corridor.

Stephanie instantly opened her eyes and stopped his hand, which wandered around her chest.

When their lips parted, a thin strand of saliva bridged between them, creating an ambiguous moment and making one’s cheeks flush and heart race.

“Sophia is here. Let go of Before she could finish her words, Vincent stopped her with another kissCòntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

At that time, a knock sounded at the door.

“Mr. Fletcher, Mrs. Fletcher, I’m here to see off the minestrone soup,” said Sophia.

Stephanie’s eyes widened. When she saw Vincent with a smile, she complained inwardly, ‘He’s so bad that he deliberately wants to watch me being

nervous.

She bit his lips, pushed him away, and jumped off his lap.

She straightened her pajamas and looked back angrily at Vincent, who was gloating. Then, she went to open the door,

When Sophia saw her, she was first stunned and then smiled. “Mrs. Fletcher, here is the minestrope soup for you and Mr. Fletcher,”

Stephanie took over the tray and thanked her.

Sophia nodded and hurriedly closed the door.

Stephanie put the tray on the table and said, “Why does Sophia look at

t me with a weird smile?”

Vincent looked at her red and swollen lips and smiled. “You’re overthinking it.”

Stephanie looked at him in confusion. She grabbed her phone to snap a picture to check. Then, she snorted. “You did it on purpose!”

Vincent leaned against the back of the wheelchair with his legs wide open, “Yeah, I did it on purpose.”

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Stephanie reached to tickle him. “You’re so annoying!”

Vincent embraced her with a smile. “Do you dislike me?”

Stephanie replied, “I didn’t expect you to be so bad,”

“Then do you like it?” Vincent pinched her chin. “Huh?”

Stephanie retended to be angry but said with a smile, “No,”

“Really?” Vincent asked.

Stephanie insisted. “Yes!”

Vincent stated. “Then, if I feed you minestrone soup, will you like me a little?”

Stephanie had never expected Vincent to be good at acting mischievously.

“Feed me, then, Stephanie agreed:

Vincent patiently fed her minestrone soup.

When he was about to feed the other minestrone soup, Stephanie held his hand and refused, “This is yours.”

“I have to feed you fully,” Vincent remarked.

Stephanie put her hand on her stomach, smiling, and said, “I’m already full.”

“Really?” Vincent questioned.

Stephanie nodded.

Vincent stroked her hand. “Stephie,

hie, it’s your turn to feed me.”

Stephanie bit her lower lip and whispered in his ear, “I’ve applied some special ointment these days. My shoulders have healed.”

Vincent was surprised. “So can L..”

Stephanie nodded.

Instantly, Vincent only wished to take Stephanie back to the bedroom, but he was still a “disabled” person, so he could only let her sit on his legs and control the wheelchair to move together.

As soon as they entered the bedroom, Vincent locked the door.

He lifted her,

strode to the bed, and gently put her on it.

The warm yellow light made the environment very ambiguous, which blurred people’s sight.”

The two looked at each other affectionately.

Stephanie slowly unbuttoned his pajamas, revealing his strong chest and well-proportioned abdominal muscles.

Vincent gulped and kissed her smooth forehead, eyebrows, nose, ears, red lips, neck, and delicate collarbone. Every part of her body was kissed passionately by him.

He unbuttoned her pajamas and kissed her more passionately. “Stephie, can 17”