Falling For My Ex's Uncle - Chapter 269: Chapter 269
You are reading Falling For My Ex's Uncle, Chapter 269: Chapter 269. Read more chapters of Falling For My Ex's Uncle.
Helena stood frozen, seemingly shocked that I would actually hit her.
I yawned lazily, "If it weren't for my husband paying me to run errands and visit you, I wouldn't have bothered. But I'll give you a little advice—don't keep showing up in front of me. Sometimes I can't control my emotions, and if I accidentally kill you, I won't go to jail, because I have anger issues."
I walked straight to the door, then turned to glance back at Helena. "Try to survive, since this is all what you deserve." With that, I left.
When Sophina saw me coming out, she quickly rushed over to my side.
"Are you okay, Laurel?" She hesitated before asking, "What was Queenie doing in there?"
"She went in to beat someone up." I couldn't help but laugh.
Everything Helena had carefully planned was ruined by the sudden interruption from Queenie.
Not only that, but a set of photos leaked at lightning speed, quickly climbing to the top of the entertainment headlines.
The photos were simply too provocative and scandalous.
Although they stayed online for less than twenty minutes before the account was banned, they had already been widely shared and caused an uproar.
On Star Media's discussion page, millions of people flooded in, instantly causing a massive online storm.
"Is the woman in the photo the Cole family's illegitimate daughter?"
"It's obvious—people thought she had something going on with Adrian, but turns out, she's also involved with another man."
"Two guys and one woman? Crazy"
"Helena is a piece of shit!"
"She is repulsive."
"Didn't they say she committed suicide? Why haven't they announced her death yet?"
"This kind of woman standing next to me would make me feel dirty."
Looking at the discussions in the comment section, a smile curled at the corner of my lips.
When I got home, I saw Alex staring at me intently, his cold eyes seeming to hold venom.
I swallowed, looking at him for a moment before forcing a smile and saying, "I didn't do this."
Alex didn't speak.
I figured he must know that I couldn't possibly have such private photos. It must have been Queenie who found them on Adrian's phone.
After all, she despised Helena, and surely saw something she shouldn't have, which is why she rushed to the hospital in such a frenzy.
However, the two men in the photos weren't even Adrian.
'So where did Adrian get such private photos from?' Thinking about this, I couldn't help but shiver.
The name that came to my mind was Kent.
His so-called gesture of goodwill wasn't Queenie's sudden appearance or the photos circulating online.
Helena must have reached out to Kent for help, which meant they must have known each other from the start.
But I never expected that man to be so ruthless—he wouldn't care about anyone's well-being.
When it cames to interest, anyone could be betrayed.
I was somewhat disappointed. I had initially thought about seeing Helena marry into the Reynolds family, but now, not only would the Reynolds family likely reject her, but even the Cole family might not recognize her as their daughter.
'Would Alex still care about Helena's well-being?'
I guessed he would. After all, when he heard about her attempted suicide, there was panic in his eyes.
But I believe his concern was more about the potential impact on our marriage, fearing it might cause us to divorce, so he had me go to the hospital.
The photos online were completely erased after about an hour, and discussions surrounding Helena died down almost immediately.
Moreover, when I typed "Helena Cole" into the search bar, the website flagged it as a sensitive word, preventing me from sending it.
At that moment, my heart sank.
The only person capable of making such a grand gesture to help Helena was none other than Alex.
But even so, Malcolm still made a statement within their inner circle, officially severing all ties with Helena.
He declared that from now on, whatever she did would have nothing to do with the Cole family.
In other words, whether she lived or died, it was of no concern to him.
It's not surprising that Malcolm acted this way. After all, the Cole family couldn't afford to lose face.
From mistress to disgrace, pitiful yet universally scorned.
Helena had already ruined her own chances, and now she had made things even worse.
There were even people online blaming Helena for Jessica's death, suggesting that her mother had sacrificed herself to bring her back to the Cole family. It was as though they believed that when her mother realized how shameless her daughter was, she couldn't bear it anymore and took her own life in despair.
The internet was filled with accusations. Though they couldn't directly name Helena, they assigned her different names, each one laced with deep insult.
Later that night, Helena attempted suicide again, and this time, it was for real.
Luckily, a nurse discovered her in time. If they had been any later, she might have been beyond saving.
When Alex received the call from Bruno, he didn't show much surprise on his face.
He simply instructed that someone go watch over her and hung up the phone.
I couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to check on her?"
Alex looked up, and with just one glance, his gaze sent a chill straight to my bones.
His black sweater made his originally fair skin look even paler, his delicate face almost demonic in its beauty.
"Do you want me to go?" Alex narrowed his eyes, his tone carrying a cold edge.
"I want her dead, is that okay?" I looked at him, a mocking smile tugging at the corner of my lips.
At my words, the people in the room immediately turned pale. Dorothy, who had been cleaning the coffee table, stood up and hurried to the kitchen.
When Sophina handed me the milk, she gently squeezed my hand, signaling me to not provoke him.
I didn't mean to provoke Alex. I was just speaking the truth.
I knew Helena well. She had no intention of dying.
If she truly wanted to die, she wouldn't have been discovered by the nurse on duty.
She was merely trying to force a risky situation, aiming to make Alex feel just enough pity for her so that she could still have a chance.
Her suicide was meant to make him come to her, but instead, she had only stirred trouble with Queenie.
Plus, the photos on the internet had vanished. She could deny everything, but only if she had the chance to meet Alex.
Her suicide was her last resort, but she hadn't gotten that opportunity to face him.
Alex suddenly chuckled lightly, his eyes gleaming with an unreadable amusement. "Laurel, I didn't expect you to be so ruthless."
I pursed my lips and replied softly, "That's because you've never seen me be ruthless with myself."
I pursed my lips and replied softly, "That's because you've never seen me be ruthless with myself."
"Don't worry, I won't regret what I promised you," he said.
I froze. 'What did he promise me?'
I yawned lazily, "If it weren't for my husband paying me to run errands and visit you, I wouldn't have bothered. But I'll give you a little advice—don't keep showing up in front of me. Sometimes I can't control my emotions, and if I accidentally kill you, I won't go to jail, because I have anger issues."
I walked straight to the door, then turned to glance back at Helena. "Try to survive, since this is all what you deserve." With that, I left.
When Sophina saw me coming out, she quickly rushed over to my side.
"Are you okay, Laurel?" She hesitated before asking, "What was Queenie doing in there?"
"She went in to beat someone up." I couldn't help but laugh.
Everything Helena had carefully planned was ruined by the sudden interruption from Queenie.
Not only that, but a set of photos leaked at lightning speed, quickly climbing to the top of the entertainment headlines.
The photos were simply too provocative and scandalous.
Although they stayed online for less than twenty minutes before the account was banned, they had already been widely shared and caused an uproar.
On Star Media's discussion page, millions of people flooded in, instantly causing a massive online storm.
"Is the woman in the photo the Cole family's illegitimate daughter?"
"It's obvious—people thought she had something going on with Adrian, but turns out, she's also involved with another man."
"Two guys and one woman? Crazy"
"Helena is a piece of shit!"
"She is repulsive."
"Didn't they say she committed suicide? Why haven't they announced her death yet?"
"This kind of woman standing next to me would make me feel dirty."
Looking at the discussions in the comment section, a smile curled at the corner of my lips.
When I got home, I saw Alex staring at me intently, his cold eyes seeming to hold venom.
I swallowed, looking at him for a moment before forcing a smile and saying, "I didn't do this."
Alex didn't speak.
I figured he must know that I couldn't possibly have such private photos. It must have been Queenie who found them on Adrian's phone.
After all, she despised Helena, and surely saw something she shouldn't have, which is why she rushed to the hospital in such a frenzy.
However, the two men in the photos weren't even Adrian.
'So where did Adrian get such private photos from?' Thinking about this, I couldn't help but shiver.
The name that came to my mind was Kent.
His so-called gesture of goodwill wasn't Queenie's sudden appearance or the photos circulating online.
Helena must have reached out to Kent for help, which meant they must have known each other from the start.
But I never expected that man to be so ruthless—he wouldn't care about anyone's well-being.
When it cames to interest, anyone could be betrayed.
I was somewhat disappointed. I had initially thought about seeing Helena marry into the Reynolds family, but now, not only would the Reynolds family likely reject her, but even the Cole family might not recognize her as their daughter.
'Would Alex still care about Helena's well-being?'
I guessed he would. After all, when he heard about her attempted suicide, there was panic in his eyes.
But I believe his concern was more about the potential impact on our marriage, fearing it might cause us to divorce, so he had me go to the hospital.
The photos online were completely erased after about an hour, and discussions surrounding Helena died down almost immediately.
Moreover, when I typed "Helena Cole" into the search bar, the website flagged it as a sensitive word, preventing me from sending it.
At that moment, my heart sank.
The only person capable of making such a grand gesture to help Helena was none other than Alex.
But even so, Malcolm still made a statement within their inner circle, officially severing all ties with Helena.
He declared that from now on, whatever she did would have nothing to do with the Cole family.
In other words, whether she lived or died, it was of no concern to him.
It's not surprising that Malcolm acted this way. After all, the Cole family couldn't afford to lose face.
From mistress to disgrace, pitiful yet universally scorned.
Helena had already ruined her own chances, and now she had made things even worse.
There were even people online blaming Helena for Jessica's death, suggesting that her mother had sacrificed herself to bring her back to the Cole family. It was as though they believed that when her mother realized how shameless her daughter was, she couldn't bear it anymore and took her own life in despair.
The internet was filled with accusations. Though they couldn't directly name Helena, they assigned her different names, each one laced with deep insult.
Later that night, Helena attempted suicide again, and this time, it was for real.
Luckily, a nurse discovered her in time. If they had been any later, she might have been beyond saving.
When Alex received the call from Bruno, he didn't show much surprise on his face.
He simply instructed that someone go watch over her and hung up the phone.
I couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to check on her?"
Alex looked up, and with just one glance, his gaze sent a chill straight to my bones.
His black sweater made his originally fair skin look even paler, his delicate face almost demonic in its beauty.
"Do you want me to go?" Alex narrowed his eyes, his tone carrying a cold edge.
"I want her dead, is that okay?" I looked at him, a mocking smile tugging at the corner of my lips.
At my words, the people in the room immediately turned pale. Dorothy, who had been cleaning the coffee table, stood up and hurried to the kitchen.
When Sophina handed me the milk, she gently squeezed my hand, signaling me to not provoke him.
I didn't mean to provoke Alex. I was just speaking the truth.
I knew Helena well. She had no intention of dying.
If she truly wanted to die, she wouldn't have been discovered by the nurse on duty.
She was merely trying to force a risky situation, aiming to make Alex feel just enough pity for her so that she could still have a chance.
Her suicide was meant to make him come to her, but instead, she had only stirred trouble with Queenie.
Plus, the photos on the internet had vanished. She could deny everything, but only if she had the chance to meet Alex.
Her suicide was her last resort, but she hadn't gotten that opportunity to face him.
Alex suddenly chuckled lightly, his eyes gleaming with an unreadable amusement. "Laurel, I didn't expect you to be so ruthless."
I pursed my lips and replied softly, "That's because you've never seen me be ruthless with myself."
I pursed my lips and replied softly, "That's because you've never seen me be ruthless with myself."
"Don't worry, I won't regret what I promised you," he said.
I froze. 'What did he promise me?'
End of Falling For My Ex's Uncle Chapter 269. Continue reading Chapter 270 or return to Falling For My Ex's Uncle book page.