Stand Me Up? I'll Marry His Billionaire Uncle novel Chapter 162

At the foot of the hill, just as Sunny expected, Sean and the others were still there.

"Dad, you guys go ahead. I drove myself today, so I'll leave on my own."

Sean's gaze lingered on his daughter. "Did you see your grandmother?"

"I did." Sunny's reply was calm and measured.

He didn't miss the flush in her cheeks. Was it because she hurried down the hill—or was it something else?

He wanted to ask, but with his wife and younger daughter present, it wasn't the time.

"Will you head back to the house later?"

"Yeah."

Sean nodded. "Alright, then leave a bit later. I'll drop Ms. Quinn off at home, then I'll come back."

Chloe's lips trembled; she was visibly annoyed by her father's phrasing.

He made it sound like she and Mom were outsiders, and only he and Sunny were family!

Chloe glared at Sunny, fuming with indignation.

Sunny gave a tiny, dismissive smile. "Okay. Dad, I'll get going."

"Drive safe," Sean said, the very image of a caring father.

Only Sunny could taste the irony behind his words.

—

When she arrived at the old family house, Sunny went straight to her grandmother's portrait and lit three sticks of incense.

Abbey spotted her at once and, knowing they'd gone up the hill to visit the old lady, greeted her with heartfelt emotion. "Miss, you're back!"

"Abbey, I'm a bit hungry. Is there anything to eat?"

"Oh yes, of course! I made some nourishing soup this morning, just so you wouldn't come home hungry. Let me pour you a bowl."

Sunny smiled gently. "Thank you, Abbey. You're always so thoughtful."

After the memorial, she wouldn't be coming back to this house much anymore—especially since she and Stellan would be registering their marriage soon.

She went to her father's study to look for the family register.

Her legal residence was still under Sean's name; after the marriage, she might as well transfer it out.

The register was in a drawer in his study.

As she opened it, she noticed an old, yellowed notebook that looked oddly familiar.

She flipped to a page, and the handwriting made her eyes widen in shock.

It was her mother's—her diary.

April 5th.

Today, Sean and I got married. We had dinner as a family, and I felt so content. My only regret is that my father and brother weren't there. — Vivian Cross.

September 9th.

I'm pregnant. Sean is thrilled. He hopes it's a boy this time, and then a girl the next—so that when we grow old, the big brother can look after his little sister. — Vivian.

October 10th.

Today, I truly felt what despair means.

I don't know what to do. I asked the doctor if I could terminate the pregnancy, but he said if I do, I might never be able to have children again.

I never imagined Sean would cheat on me.

It's ridiculous! I hurt my father and brother for this man, and he betrayed me!

I don't know what to do. Baby, if I end this pregnancy, will you ever forgive your mother?

Sean's face darkened. "No way. Sunny, asking for 30% is outrageous! You'd end up with more than I have!"

Sunny gave a chilling smile. "Oh, is that so? Maybe I'll just tell Stellan we're not getting married after all."

"Wait!" Sean was flustered, anger and fear flashing in his eyes.

Now that he was sure Sunny and Stellan were seeing each other, he was truly worried that his impulsive daughter would call off the wedding again.

After all, she'd already rejected the Lawsons once!

Sean still had no idea how she'd even managed to win Stellan over.

"Sunny, don't scare your father like that. Agreeing to 20% was already my limit. If you don't marry him, there are plenty of girls who'd jump at the chance! You think Stellan is like Tristan, someone you can twist around your finger?"

Sunny's eyes glinted coldly. "Is that so? Why don't you try me?"

With that, she steeled herself and dialed Stellan's number.

"Hello, Stellan?"

"Hey, Sunny—what's up?"

Sean's throat tightened. That really was Stellan's voice!

"Stellan, about tomorrow, maybe we should just—"

Before she could finish, Sean snatched the phone from her hand and hung up.

"Sunny, are you crazy? Do you even know who he is? How dare you mess with Stellan?"

Sean was rattled; if he'd been one second slower, his wild daughter really would have thrown away such a good marriage.

He'd regret it for the rest of his life.

"I thought you didn't believe me. There's nothing I wouldn't dare," Sunny said coldly.

She knew—sometimes, you just had to be fearless.