Stand Me Up? I'll Marry His Billionaire Uncle novel Chapter 198

Sunny knew she was about to meet Stellan's friends and didn't want to embarrass him, so she chose a tasteful blue dress for the occasion.

The velvet blue set off her fair skin, and even with just a touch of lipstick on her otherwise bare face, she was striking—impossible to ignore.

But as she made her way in, Sunny felt a sudden discomfort; her period was about to start. She asked Stellan to go in ahead, excusing herself to the restroom.

She'd barely sat down to check her clothes when she heard the unmistakable click of the lock from outside.

Her brows knit together—something felt wrong.

She tried the door, only to realize it wouldn't budge. The stall was locked from the outside.

"Who's out there?" Sunny called sharply.

No answer. Just the faint shuffling of footsteps.

She reached for her phone, only to remember her purse was with Stellan—her phone inside.

Sizing up the height of the stall, she considered climbing onto the toilet and trying to get out that way.

But before she could move, a shock of freezing water poured down from above, drenching her from head to toe.

She heard hurried footsteps retreating.

Her hair, her dress—every inch of her was soaked through, icy and shivering.

Sunny realized whoever had done this was already gone.

Meanwhile, in a private room, Alexander spotted Stellan's familiar figure. "Boss Lawson, there you are! Finally."

"Come on, you're late. You owe us a drink!" Alexander teased.

Stellan raised an eyebrow and dangled the sparkling clutch in his hand. "Sorry, I can't drink tonight."

Alexander frowned. "Boss Lawson, that's no fun. Didn't we agree—no girlfriends tonight?"

Stellan let out a dismissive laugh, his gaze cool. "You said no girlfriends. You never said anything about wives."

Alexander muttered something under his breath, but since Stellan and his wife were already here, there wasn't much he could do. "So where is she?"

Stellan checked his watch. She'd been gone over ten minutes. Why hadn't she come back?

He followed her voice and spotted a mop wedged against the door. Swiftly, he kicked it aside. "Try the door now. It should open."

Sunny turned the lock and, seeing his familiar face, didn't hesitate for a moment—she threw herself into his arms.

"What took you so long? I was calling and calling, but no one answered!" Her voice trembled with a blend of complaint and relief.

Stellan felt a pang in his gut at the sight of her.

He swallowed hard. "I'm sorry I was late."

He gently took her by the shoulders, giving her a once-over. "Who did this to you?"

Sunny shook her head. "I don't know. They never said a word."

She glanced down at her drenched dress and hair. "What am I supposed to do now?"

There was no way she could meet his friends looking like this.

Stellan softly brushed back her damp, tangled hair. "I'll have someone bring you fresh clothes. You should get cleaned up, or you'll catch a cold."