Stand Me Up? I'll Marry His Billionaire Uncle novel Chapter 192

Sunny glanced at her phone and saw a new message from Vicky.

"Sunny, I heard you and Lawson tied the knot—congratulations!"

Smiling, Sunny typed back, "Thank you! Same to you. If you have any good news, be sure to let me know."

Her relationship with Stellan was complicated enough that she hadn't even told Zara the whole story. After all, she'd gained certain advantages from this arrangement and it wouldn't do to go around telling everyone that her marriage to Stellan was just a matter of convenience.

What Sunny didn't realize was that her lighthearted reply had just twisted the knife in Vicky's heart.

"Sunny, Alexander and I broke up."

Broke up? Sunny's mind spun. She'd had no idea. Even after the wedding, Alexander had looked so at ease—he hadn't seemed like someone nursing a broken heart.

She immediately tried calling Vicky, but the call went unanswered.

A new message popped up. "Sunny, I can't talk right now. We'll catch up another time. I know Lawson and Alexander are different, but forgive me for being nosy—just remember to protect yourself. Don't give too much. When you give too much, you're the one who ends up hurt."

Sunny had no idea what had happened between them, but her loyalty was clear—she'd always stand by her friend.

"I understand. Don't worry. When you have time, let's get together."

After the conversation ended, Sunny scrolled through Twitter and spotted their breakup trending at the top of the site. It didn't take long to piece together the reason behind it.

She'd never had a great impression of Alexander anyway—they'd moved in different circles, and their paths had rarely crossed. Now, seeing the headlines, she realized he was nothing more than a notorious playboy.

If he already had a fiancée lined up, why get Vicky involved in the first place?

She remembered her first impression of Alexander and Vicky together—the way they stood side by side, looking like a solid couple. Turns out, it was all just a mirage.

And as for herself, she was more determined than ever not to get caught up in these messy affairs.

Meanwhile, Stellan had no idea that all his efforts were being interpreted—by some—as a waste of time.

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"That news really set the whole social circle buzzing! I wonder how many heiresses out there are crushed right now."

Sunny gave a polite, tight-lipped smile. "Is that so?"

Hard to play the spectator when your own life is the subject of the rumors.

Wyatt changed the topic with a sly grin. "So, Sunny, have you considered getting back into the dating scene?"

"If you're looking, I know plenty of eligible bachelors. There's this thirty-year-old prosecutor, really impressive guy—I heard he's single."

"Oh, please, boss, spare me the matchmaking!" Sunny laughed, half-pleading.

She was married, but of course she couldn't admit it, making all her excuses seem weak and unconvincing.

Wyatt saw her reluctance and let it drop. People reach a certain age and just can't help playing matchmaker—regardless of gender.

They parked and made their way into the familiar conference room, where the accounting team was already waiting.