Marry My Ex’s Uncle After Rebirth by Agatha Barney

Jacaster was a city that never slept.

The nights were a paradise for many scions.

Douglas was frustrated that he hadn’t managed to kill Vincent and Summer tonight.

He drove to the club he usually went to have fun.

Sitting at the bar, he ordered several glasses of strong liquor.

After downing several glasses, Douglas felt slightly relieved.

At this time, a figure appeared beside him.

A lovely fragrance wafted over, and Douglas saw a woman with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a red dress sit beside him.

The woman glanced at him and asked pleasantly, “Sir, can you buy me a drink?”

“Of course, Douglas replied gushingly. He signaled to the bartender, who immediately prepared the same drink and served the woman.

Douglas liked chasing after beauties. After all, the thrill was different with each woman,

In the past, he restrained himself so Stephanie wouldn’t find out. Now, he didn’t need to pretend anymore.

Although Florence was into all sorts of things, recently, she had been a disappointment, and Douglas had lost Interest in her. Moreover, she was likely infected with AIDS.

He clinked glasses with the woman and asked, “Which country are you from?”

The woman had beautiful features. She chirped with a smile, “I’m from Astoria.””

Alter Douglas emptied his drink, he began to rub the woman’s waist with his palm. “Astoria is a good place. Plenty of beauties are from there. What other drinks do you want? It’s my treat tonight.”

The woman flipped her blonde curly hair and said, “Thank you.”

Looking at the woman’s delicate features, Douglas felt she was gorgeous and charming. His lower body had already started reacting.

He felt like he could do it now.

Shortly after, he leaned against the woman’s shoulder and suggested, “Precious, we can take a bottle of red wine to the guest room upstairs and have fun.”

The woman gently pushed him and played hard to get. “You bad boy! Who wants to have fun with you?” she said.

With that, she turned around and walked toward the door.

Knowing what the woman meant, Douglas ordered a bottle of wine and ran after her.

Douglas wanted to make out with her when they entered the elevator, but she pushed him away. “Why the rush? Wait until we are in the guest room.

Douglas was a regular here and had an exclusive guest room.

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He held the woman’s waist, walked to Room 858’s door, keyed in the password, and entered.

When he was about to kiss her, he felt pain in his neck and fainted

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The light was on as the woman said in a man’s voice, “You s c u m b a

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The “woman” was Giovanni. He kicked Douglas’ ribs vehemently, and his three-inch-high heels crushed Douglas’ hand hard.

Giovanni cursed before bending over to grab Douglas hair and drag him to the bed,

He took out a belt, handcuffs, candles, and a b nny costume

He sneered evilly, “Douglas, you are going to become famous)”

The following morning, when Stephanie awoke, she found herself lying in Vincent’s arms.

She traced his features with her fingers, feeling her love overflowing the more she looked at him.

“Had your fill of staring at me?” Vincent teased as he suddenly opened his eyes, reflecting Stephanie’s sly, smiling look.

“I haven’t had my fill yet. Whose husband is he? He is so handsome! Oh, wait! He is mine,” Stephanie gushed with a smile.

Looking at her cheeky face, Vincent couldn’t help smiling. He put his hand on her forehead and said, “Your fever is gone.”

Stephanie sat up and said, “I’m fine. Don’t worry. My body is sticky. I want to shower.”

Vincent sat up, frowned, and said, “Your wound might get wet. It’s better not to shower.”

“It’s okay. I will have a soak.” Stephanie assured.

help wash your hair first, then,” Vincent suggested.

“Okay,” Stephanie agreed.

As Stephanie sat on the shampoo chair, Vincent rolled up his sleeves, sat near her head, and washed her hair.

His slender fingers combed through her hair, giving her tingles. Blinking her eyes, she gazed at Vincent, who looked handsome no matter from which angle she stared at him.

Vincent asked with foamy hands, “What are you looking at?”

“Admiring your handsomeness! Stephanie said teasingly.

Vincent chuckled and kissed her lips.

“It is fun getting an upside-down kiss, Stephanie thought, laughing silently in her mind.

Vincent wiped the foam on her face and said, “Naughty girl”

After he was done, Vincent wrapped Stephanie’s wet hair with a dry towel.

At the same time, the water in the bathtub was ready.

Vincent tested the water temperature and said, “The water temperature is just right. I’ll apply medicine to your wound again after you bathed.”

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“Okay.”

Vincent left the bathroom and shut the door.

Stephanie took off her pajamas and entered the bathtub.

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Vincent returned to his room. He hadn’t slept well the previous night and felt sticky holding her in his arms. He also went to the bathroom in his own

room to shower.

Worried that the water vapor might infect the wound, Stephanie came out quickly.

Her shoulder was injured, so it was thconvenient to dry her hair. She just toweled her hair and went looking for Vincent.

Stephanie didn’t see him but heard the water sound from the bathroom.

Shortly after, the bathroom door opened, and Vincent strode out.

He only had a bath towel around his waist, exposing his flawless physique.

Water drops slid down Vincent’s brown hair to his Adam’s apple, then his chest and sturdy abdominal muscles into the white bath towel.

His figure was so perfect that Stephanie couldn’t help but gulp with desire.

“Are you satisfied? Vincent teased.

Biting her lower lip, Stephanie said, “I wasn’t staring.”

Vincent walked up to her, held her waist, and commented smilingly, “Stephie, you have a nosebleed.”

“What?” Stephanie gaped, wiping her face, only to find that Vincent was teasing her. “You’re so annoying!” she grumbled.

“Don’t worry. I will be yours sooner or later,” Vincent quipped.

Stephanie was rendered speechless

Looking at her embarrassed face, Vincent couldn’t help but chuckle, “Stephie, you’re so cute. D a m n, my bath towel dropped.”

Upon hearing this, Stephanie subconsciously looked down.

“Don’t people normally hurriedly close their eyes? How come you are looking, Stephie?” Vincent teased her again.

Stephanie kept silent.

She felt so humiliated that she pushed Vincent away.

Vincent held her and drawled, “Actually, if you had said that, I would have looked, too.”

“Shut up!” she muttered, hammering his chest.

“Okay, let me help you dry your hair,” Vincent said, pressing her onto the chair and drying her hair.

When Stephanie raised her head, she could see Vincent’s sturdy abdominal muscles. The air blew at the bath towel around his waist, looking like it would drop if the airflow were stronger.

“Stephanie, if you are curious, I can take it off, Vincent suggested.

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When Vincent finished drying her hair, a blushing Stephanie stood up to leave.

Vincent held her arm and said, “Wait on the bed while I change in the walk-in closet.”

When Vincent emerged again, he had changed into casual wear, losing his usual seriousness and looking more youthful.

Then, he took the medical kit and changed Stephanie’s wound dressing,

“I was slightly muddled yesterday. When did your leg recover?” she asked.