Stand Me Up? I'll Marry His Billionaire Uncle novel Chapter 197

That was the end of the conversation. Of course, Sunny didn't refuse.

"All right—see you tonight."

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With a fresh bandage across his forehead, Tristan was dragged out by a few of his hard-partying trust fund friends to the Golden Age Lounge.

"Mr. Lawson, you're a married man now, huh? Where's your lovely wife? Didn't bring her along tonight?"

Back in the day, they'd all affectionately called Luna the "little princess," but ever since her wedding to Tristan, their tone had grown much more respectful.

Tristan shook his head. "She's here—just went to freshen up her makeup in the restroom."

Someone grinned. "She hardly needs it! Luna's beautiful enough without any makeup at all."

Once, praise like that would make Tristan secretly proud. Now, he couldn't even make sense of his own feelings for Luna.

After their wedding, on their very first night as husband and wife, they'd slept in separate rooms.

"All right, enough with the chatter."

No sooner had he spoken than Luna herself swept into the private room, Chloe on her arm.

The guys all greeted her in turn. "Evening, Mrs. Lawson."

When it was Chloe's turn, they simply nodded—barely acknowledging her.

After all, the Carrington family didn't hold enough sway to make these men put on a show. Even if Sean Carrington himself showed up, he'd barely get a nod, let alone his daughter.

Chloe's eyes flickered, but she carefully kept her feelings hidden.

"Tristan, when are you taking Luna on your honeymoon?" one of the guys piped up.

That was all it took for the rest to join in, egging Tristan on.

"Yeah, Mr. Lawson, when are you whisking her away? Need us to help you plan it?"

It had been a couple of days since the wedding, but Luna and Tristan hadn't had a single moment alone together. He hadn't even touched her…

Luna thought, If I could give myself to Tristan somewhere romantic on our honeymoon, I'd be happy.

But the next moment, her heart sank.

Out in the hallway, Luna yanked her hand away. "Chloe, were you mocking me back there?"

Chloe's eyes widened in alarm. "Luna, what? Of course not! Why would I ever mock you? You're my best friend."

Luna almost laughed. She'd better keep up the act. If she didn't need Chloe to help take down Sunny, she'd never bother with her at all.

"When we go back in, don't mention honeymoons again. Tristan already talked to me about it. We'll go when we both have more time."

"And anyway, I know Tristan loves me. Every day with him feels like a honeymoon."

Chloe nearly burst out laughing—Luna's pride was as stubborn as ever.

Still, she put on a gentle smile. "Okay, okay, my bad. I'm sorry, Luna. Don't be mad at me."

The two stood in the hallway, talking quietly for a while, until suddenly Chloe spotted someone.

"Luna, look—who is that over there?"

Luna glanced up without thinking. The moment she saw, her face went ice-cold.