Fall For “My Husband’s Uncle” By Janet Macadam

Chapter 150 

Carlos noticed that she was full of wariness as if she was looking at a bad guy. 

Carlos felt helpless, thinking, “Isn’t it justifiable to sleep with you? 

Now, it seems that I am a playboy” 

He tapped her head with his free hand. “What nonsense are you thinking? I’m a gentleman.” 

Edith let out a long sigh of relief and rolled her eyes. “Who knows! With friends like Robert and Simon, are you sure you don’t have any bad habits?” 

“I’m not like them.” 

“Isn’t it said that birds of a feather flock together?” She looked at him thoughtfully. 

Carlos raised his eyebrows in curiosity and squinted at her. “What? Do you want me to be an incubus, lure you into my house, and get you pregnant?” 

She was shocked, thinking, “Pregnant? 

What did you say? 

I just graduated this year, and I am still young. I don’t want to get pregnant!” 

She glared at him. “In your dreams! You’re an old man. I’m still young!” 

“No, you can be my bride.” 

He replied with a faint smile. 

These words were pregnant with meaning but failed to be caught by her. 

She was indeed his bride. Not long after becoming an adult, she married him, which could be regarded as a blessing. 

She came to his house. He was from a single–parent family and had a mother, which he never mentioned to her.. 

She turned curious after wandering around the house without finding any photos. 

“So, why are there no photos of you and your mother at home?” 

The words displeased Carlos. But he quickly regained his composure and said coldly, “I don’t like those things.” 

“Well?” She felt his cold tone and guessed he did not have a good relationship with his mother. 

She didn’t ask any more questions. 

Many items were inside his duplex building decorated in a low–key and reserved way. 

The exquisite porcelains, murals on the wall, curtains, floor–to–ceiling lights, and fabric sofa caught people’s attention. Although they didn’t look luxurious, she guessed they must be priceless. 

Downstairs was the living room and kitchen, a large outdoor garden, and even an open–air swimming pool. 

Upstairs was mainly his study, master bedroom, and home theater. 

She wondered why there was not a secondary bedroom. 

She searched for it upstairs and downstairs but found nothing. 

She thought, “Logically speaking, home theater should be a secondary bedroom. It has been redecorated, obviously. 

What’s Carlos like? Does he have no connection with others? Does no one ever stay at his house?” 

She became more curious about him. 

“Well… where do stay tonight?” 

She said nervously. 

“You can sleep in the master bedroom, and I’ll sleep in the study. I decided to arrange for you to stay here after being scared by you tonight.” 

“Then what should I wear?” she asked, thinking, “You don’t have any women’s clothes here, do you?” 

Carlos frowned slightly and realized he had forgotten to procure some. 

“Put on my clothes first. I’ll get someone to prepare some clothes for you in the morning.” 

He led her to the bedroom and filled the tub with hot water. She felt odd when he held her hand like he was leading a child. 

He told her the servants would send clothes over later and asked her to rest well. Then he didn’t stay for too long. 

“I won’t come to your room tonight. As a grown–up man, I’m afraid I can’t resist temptation.” He took a deep breath and suppressed his desire. 

His words suddenly made her reassured. She thought, “It seems that he never makes me scared. 

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Perhaps, it is worth it to be with him.” 

She nodded and said, “Well… Good night. Don’t stay up too late.” 

“Yes. 

He responded indifferently. Just as he was about to leave, his voice suddenly came over. 

“You can have a look at my belongings if you wish.” 

“Why would I rummage through your things for no reason?” 

“Well, this will be your home sooner or later, Might as well get familiar with the layout.” 

He smirked and turned to leave. 

His words made her blush, and she made a face at his back. 

She took a shower and changed into his white shirt, which could be used as a skirt. 

She rolled up her sleeves and felt the fragrance of the white shirt. 

There was a small bookshelf, a sofa, and a coffee table in the bedroom. She guessed that he must work in this room now and then. 

The books on the shelves were esoteric for her, all about economics or foreign languages. 

She glanced at them and felt bored. She lifted the quilt and got in. 

The air and the bedding were overflowing with his scent, like mint, cool and refreshing. 

It made her comfortable. 

How unexpected that a single man could tidy up his room in an orderly manner. 

Lying on the bed, she had some unique feelings. 

She thought, “Did I just come to his private space?” 

I have no idea about the relationship between Meggie and him. But it seems that the maids respect her very much. Moreover, last time, she behaved like a hostess. Does she also like him?” 

Her mind was full of mixed ideas. Finally, she gave up and gradually fell asleep. 

She thought she would have a sweet dream, but it turned out to be a nightmare. 

In her dream, she was abandoned by everyone. 

Perhaps, she was frightened by the power outage that night, In the dream, she was trapped in a bottomless abyss and failed to climb up no matter how hard she tried. 

The people below mocked her, and the people above threw stones at her in a frenzy. 

She was covered in wounds, but those people were still standing by and sneering. 

She couldn’t stand it anymore and screamed. 

And this scream also woke her up from the nightmare. 

She stared fixedly at the unfamiliar ceiling and soon realized she was with Carlos. 

She breathed a sigh of relief but failed to quell the anxiety in her heart. 

She wiped her sweaty forehead and found her body was also soaked in sweat. 

She had just calmed down for a while when the door swung open, and Carlos walked in anxiously. 

“What’s wrong? The housekeeper said she heard your scream.” 

She shook her head. “I’m fine. Just a nightmare.” 

At the sight of her profuse sweat, he felt a little helpless. “You’re making me worried. Go take a shower. I’ll stay with you tonight.” 

“You’re sleeping with me?” She widened her eyes in shock. 

“You think I’m going to sleep on the floor?” 

“Well, are you going to sleep on the floor?” 

“Of course not. You will,” 

Carlos got in bed. He was dead serious, it appeared. 

She glared at him and scolded him for not being considerate of her. 

She came out of the bathroom and lay down obediently on the bed. 

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Just as he was about to turn off the light, she stopped him. “Wait a minute, I… I’m still a little scared.” 

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