Falling For My Ex's Uncle - Chapter 326: Chapter 326
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A cold shiver ran down my spine. Though cloaked in concern, Thelma's words were sharp as daggers, each piercing my chest.
I maintained a calm facade, offering a polite smile while my eyes remained cold as ice. "Thank you for your kindness, Ms. Woods, but Alex's injury is no issue. He doesn't like me dancing with anyone else, so you don't need to worry."
Thelma's eyes narrowed ever so slightly, a sharp, assessing look passing over me.
"Oh? Is that so? It seems Mrs. Herrera and Alex share a powerful bond," Thelma said, her voice still soft, the smile on her lips barely visible. But in her eyes, I could see the flicker of something darker—irritation, like a flash of phosphorescence at night.
She casually gazed across the room before speaking softly, "There are quite a few important people here tonight, Mrs. Herrera. You should make sure to mingle and not let this opportunity slip by."
"Laurel, come on. Let's go over there. Maybe we'll run into Alex." Kailyn, always eager, hooked her arm through mine and smiled at Thelma.
I nodded in agreement, ready to move on.
But deep down, I knew that if Kailyn truly cared for Isaac, there was no way she could accept someone like Thelma, an adopted daughter, as part of their family.
"An adopted daughter is still just that—an outsider. How could she ever dream of marrying into the Parks family? Do you think she's worthy?" Kailyn said, her tone dripping with disdain and mockery as she stared directly at me.
She paused before continuing, "Sure, she's somewhat attractive, but when it comes to background, character, and family, none measures up. I'm sure Isaac wouldn't give her a second glance."
With that, Kailyn's expression darkened slightly, a flicker of scorn flashing in her dull eyes. "Laurel, you should go find Alex. You wouldn't want the Woods family seeing him with another woman and embarrassing the Parks family, would you?"
As Kailyn turned and walked away, my thoughts became even more tangled and chaotic. 'I still shudder when I remember that moment from my childhood.'
It was a cloudy afternoon, the sky darkening as a heavy rain seemed imminent.
Jesse and I hurried back to his house, and as soon as we stepped into the yard, we saw Hallie standing there, drenched in blood. She held a large pair of scissors, her eyes vacant and cold. Nearby, our once gentle black dog lay motionless in a pool of blood.
She met our panicked gazes with a cold, emotionless expression, unfazed by the shock in our eyes. Calmly, she said, "It bit me, so I had to kill it."
'That black dog never hurt anyone. How could it have attacked Hallie for no reason? The bloody scene became a nightmare I couldn't shake from my childhood. I could never understand how a young girl could have killed that dog.'
'It wasn't until years later that I realized. There's no way Hallie had the strength to kill the dog alone. She must have poisoned it first, then finished it off when it was barely hanging on. Even though it had been years, seeing Thelma again sent me a chill.
At this moment, the guests around me were either raising their glasses in cheer or gracefully dancing, laughter and conversation blending into a lively buzz.
I stood alone in a corner of the hall, trying to calm the turmoil inside me, when Thelma quietly approached and stood beside me.
"Laurel, it's been a long time. I never expected we'd have the chance to meet again," she said softly, her voice gentle, yet it felt like a cold whistle in the night, sending a shiver down my spine.
I slowly lifted my gaze, my eyes filled with caution as I forced a smile, acknowledging her without saying much, though my fingers tightened around the glass of juice.
"I'm Hallie. You haven't forgotten me, have you?"
She bit her lower lip lightly, as if she was aggrieved. Slowly, she raised her hand and gently held mine.
The coldness of her fingers shot up my arm, sending a shiver straight to my core.
I eyed her warily, inhaled deeply, and spoke coldly, "What do you want from me now that you've found me?"
"Laurel, you're still as sharp as ever," she said with a smile, though I caught a brief flicker of disappointment and regret in her eyes. "And still so beautiful. It's a shame you're not our sister. Since you left, Jesse and I have struggled with it."
I remained silent, simply watching her.
She didn't seem bothered by my silence. Instead, she continued, slow and deliberate, "Honestly, I never expected you to be Maddox's daughter. It's such a surprise."
With that, she tilted slightly, as if waiting for my response.
When I didn't respond immediately, a flash of irritation briefly crossed her eyes, but it disappeared as quickly as it came.
Then, she quickly replaced her expression with a sweet smile. "I want to marry into the Parks family. You'll help me, won't you?"
Without thinking, I blurted out, "I can't help you with that."
To my surprise, her eyes showed no anger, as though my answer was what she expected.
"No rush. Take your time. Think it through before you respond."
'She stared at me, her gaze as deep and cold as a dark, frozen lake. At that moment, I couldn't help but remember the black dog from my past. If I angered her, would I meet the same fate?'
At the thought, a chill ran through me.
'Had Thelma killed someone? The terrifying thought took root in my mind and spread like wildfire.'
I instinctively tightened my grip on my hanging hand, my nails almost digging into my palm, my chest tight with unease.
Still, I forced myself to remain composed, offering a smile that seemed indifferent on the surface.
Thelma's gaze shifted past me, landing on Marvin, who was walking toward us.
"Marvin isn't bad either," she murmured. Her voice was barely a whisper, but it instinctively made every muscle in my body tighten.
My heart skipped a beat, and I clenched my hand even tighter, my palm slick with cold sweat, though my smile remained. "Marvin's a cop. Do you think that's suitable?" My tone carried a subtle warning.
Thelma studied Marvin as he approached, a slight furrow in her brow. After a moment, a trace of disappointment crossed her dark eyes.
Then, with a light pat on my shoulder, she said, "Never mind. I'll leave Marvin to you. I still prefer Isaac."
With a smile, she turned and walked off in the other direction.
I stood there, watching her leave, unable to escape my daze.
The noise around me seemed to fade into the background, and her words kept echoing in my mind.
"What's on your mind? You look lost in thought," Marvin's voice suddenly broke through, snapping me out of my daze.
I took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "I saw Hallie."
Marvin took a sip of his wine and coughed, clearly caught off guard. "The twisted siblings?"
"Yeah, the sick perverts."
I maintained a calm facade, offering a polite smile while my eyes remained cold as ice. "Thank you for your kindness, Ms. Woods, but Alex's injury is no issue. He doesn't like me dancing with anyone else, so you don't need to worry."
Thelma's eyes narrowed ever so slightly, a sharp, assessing look passing over me.
"Oh? Is that so? It seems Mrs. Herrera and Alex share a powerful bond," Thelma said, her voice still soft, the smile on her lips barely visible. But in her eyes, I could see the flicker of something darker—irritation, like a flash of phosphorescence at night.
She casually gazed across the room before speaking softly, "There are quite a few important people here tonight, Mrs. Herrera. You should make sure to mingle and not let this opportunity slip by."
"Laurel, come on. Let's go over there. Maybe we'll run into Alex." Kailyn, always eager, hooked her arm through mine and smiled at Thelma.
I nodded in agreement, ready to move on.
But deep down, I knew that if Kailyn truly cared for Isaac, there was no way she could accept someone like Thelma, an adopted daughter, as part of their family.
"An adopted daughter is still just that—an outsider. How could she ever dream of marrying into the Parks family? Do you think she's worthy?" Kailyn said, her tone dripping with disdain and mockery as she stared directly at me.
She paused before continuing, "Sure, she's somewhat attractive, but when it comes to background, character, and family, none measures up. I'm sure Isaac wouldn't give her a second glance."
With that, Kailyn's expression darkened slightly, a flicker of scorn flashing in her dull eyes. "Laurel, you should go find Alex. You wouldn't want the Woods family seeing him with another woman and embarrassing the Parks family, would you?"
As Kailyn turned and walked away, my thoughts became even more tangled and chaotic. 'I still shudder when I remember that moment from my childhood.'
It was a cloudy afternoon, the sky darkening as a heavy rain seemed imminent.
Jesse and I hurried back to his house, and as soon as we stepped into the yard, we saw Hallie standing there, drenched in blood. She held a large pair of scissors, her eyes vacant and cold. Nearby, our once gentle black dog lay motionless in a pool of blood.
She met our panicked gazes with a cold, emotionless expression, unfazed by the shock in our eyes. Calmly, she said, "It bit me, so I had to kill it."
'That black dog never hurt anyone. How could it have attacked Hallie for no reason? The bloody scene became a nightmare I couldn't shake from my childhood. I could never understand how a young girl could have killed that dog.'
'It wasn't until years later that I realized. There's no way Hallie had the strength to kill the dog alone. She must have poisoned it first, then finished it off when it was barely hanging on. Even though it had been years, seeing Thelma again sent me a chill.
At this moment, the guests around me were either raising their glasses in cheer or gracefully dancing, laughter and conversation blending into a lively buzz.
I stood alone in a corner of the hall, trying to calm the turmoil inside me, when Thelma quietly approached and stood beside me.
"Laurel, it's been a long time. I never expected we'd have the chance to meet again," she said softly, her voice gentle, yet it felt like a cold whistle in the night, sending a shiver down my spine.
I slowly lifted my gaze, my eyes filled with caution as I forced a smile, acknowledging her without saying much, though my fingers tightened around the glass of juice.
"I'm Hallie. You haven't forgotten me, have you?"
She bit her lower lip lightly, as if she was aggrieved. Slowly, she raised her hand and gently held mine.
The coldness of her fingers shot up my arm, sending a shiver straight to my core.
I eyed her warily, inhaled deeply, and spoke coldly, "What do you want from me now that you've found me?"
"Laurel, you're still as sharp as ever," she said with a smile, though I caught a brief flicker of disappointment and regret in her eyes. "And still so beautiful. It's a shame you're not our sister. Since you left, Jesse and I have struggled with it."
I remained silent, simply watching her.
She didn't seem bothered by my silence. Instead, she continued, slow and deliberate, "Honestly, I never expected you to be Maddox's daughter. It's such a surprise."
With that, she tilted slightly, as if waiting for my response.
When I didn't respond immediately, a flash of irritation briefly crossed her eyes, but it disappeared as quickly as it came.
Then, she quickly replaced her expression with a sweet smile. "I want to marry into the Parks family. You'll help me, won't you?"
Without thinking, I blurted out, "I can't help you with that."
To my surprise, her eyes showed no anger, as though my answer was what she expected.
"No rush. Take your time. Think it through before you respond."
'She stared at me, her gaze as deep and cold as a dark, frozen lake. At that moment, I couldn't help but remember the black dog from my past. If I angered her, would I meet the same fate?'
At the thought, a chill ran through me.
'Had Thelma killed someone? The terrifying thought took root in my mind and spread like wildfire.'
I instinctively tightened my grip on my hanging hand, my nails almost digging into my palm, my chest tight with unease.
Still, I forced myself to remain composed, offering a smile that seemed indifferent on the surface.
Thelma's gaze shifted past me, landing on Marvin, who was walking toward us.
"Marvin isn't bad either," she murmured. Her voice was barely a whisper, but it instinctively made every muscle in my body tighten.
My heart skipped a beat, and I clenched my hand even tighter, my palm slick with cold sweat, though my smile remained. "Marvin's a cop. Do you think that's suitable?" My tone carried a subtle warning.
Thelma studied Marvin as he approached, a slight furrow in her brow. After a moment, a trace of disappointment crossed her dark eyes.
Then, with a light pat on my shoulder, she said, "Never mind. I'll leave Marvin to you. I still prefer Isaac."
With a smile, she turned and walked off in the other direction.
I stood there, watching her leave, unable to escape my daze.
The noise around me seemed to fade into the background, and her words kept echoing in my mind.
"What's on your mind? You look lost in thought," Marvin's voice suddenly broke through, snapping me out of my daze.
I took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "I saw Hallie."
Marvin took a sip of his wine and coughed, clearly caught off guard. "The twisted siblings?"
"Yeah, the sick perverts."
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