Wedding Dress Betrayal Finding Love With His Uncle novel Chapter 23

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## Chapter 23: Help Me Out, Hubby

Britney was a little surprised. This car was a limited edition–only twenty in the world–and the custom color likely pushed its value sky–high, at least eight figures. “This is too pricey.”

“Thanks.” Camren had already accepted it for Britney.

“Just take it, sis–in–law,” Ethan joked. “Camren throws me a few projects a year, and that’s enough for me to buy a hundred of these cars. If my gift’s too small, he’ll probably just toss me out.”

“Thank you,” Britney said, simply nodding and taking the gift. She figured, since it was going to Veylin Manor, and she wouldn’t use it, Camren surely would.

“Hold up, Ethan. You’re making my gift look lame,” Nelson grumbled.

“Oh yeah? And you actually think you’re all proper?”

“You…” Old Mr. Lewis pushed Nelson aside, who was still yammering on, and sat next to Britney. He placed a small, delicate brocade box in her hand. “This is just a keepsake from my late wife. I’m giving it to you on her

behalf.”

“Mr. Lewis, I can’t accept this,” Britney said, shaking her head repeatedly.

“You have to,” Old Mr. Lewis insisted. He opened the box and gently slipped the jade bracelet onto Britney’s wrist. “This belongs to the matriarch of the Lewis family; it’s perfect for you.”

“Thank you, Dad,” Camren said, a rare address.

Old Mr. Lewis huffed, clearly annoyed, but his eyes, turned away, were a little watery.

“Thank you… Dad,” Britney echoed, also changing her address.

She’d heard before that Old Mr. Lewis and his wife had a very strong bond. As the head of the Lewis family, Old Mr. Lewis hadn’t had children for many years after their marriage. Numerous people had advised him to take other women, but he’d simply chewed them out.

His wife, in her forties, had risked a late pregnancy to give birth to Camren, after which her health rapidly declined. She passed away when Camren was just five years old.

Since then, Old Mr. Lewis had never remarried.

“Alright,” Old Mr. Lewis said, rising after she accepted. “I’m old now, and I won’t spoil your fun. I’m heading to bed.”

After Old Mr. Lewis went upstairs, Amaya finally dared to inch closer to Britney. “Britney, I don’t have a gift as valuable as that, but I heard there’s a really spiritual temple nearby, so I had a fortune told for you.”

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“Oh? What did the fortune say?” Britney asked, intrigued.

“It’s a great omen!” Amaya pulled out the fortune slip. “It says your bad luck is turning into good, and the person by your side is your true destiny. You’ll be together forever, growing old gracefully.”

“Really?” Britney reached out curiously, wanting to see the slip; she’d never seen one before.

But as soon as she extended her hand, Camren, sitting next to her, quickly took the slip. He carefully tucked it into his pocket. “I’ll keep it safe.”

*He’s keeping it safe again?*

Camren looked at Amaya. “Thank you.”

Amaya clearly felt that this ‘thank you‘ from Camren was far more genuine than the previous two.

It seemed like Camren… wasn’t exactly “forced into this marriage,” as Britney had claimed.

Amaya ventured, “So, did my gift hit the mark with the big boss?”

“It did.” Camren was clearly in a good mood.

Amaya’s eyes sparkled. She didn’t believe for a second that the big boss didn’t understand her hint, so that

meant he was…

“Alright, alright!” Nelson, unwilling to be ignored, popped open a bottle of fine wine. “Today’s a big day for Camren–he’s finally opening up! We gotta celebrate proper.”

Everyone exchanged glances, but no one responded. Their gazes eventually landed on Camren.

Ethan kindly reminded him, “That bottle you just opened? That’s Camren’s private stash. Two million a bottle, and every one you open is one less in the world.”

Nelson met Camren’s stern gaze, shivered, and instinctively hid behind Britney. “Sis–in–law, you’ll protect me,

right?”

Though Nelson was acting like a quivering quail here, he was actually a formidable and decisive figure in the business world, managing billions of dollars in deals.

His childish antics only proved how genuinely close he and Camren were.

Plus, Britney had watched Camren instruct someone to fetch that very bottle from the cellar.

Britney nodded, even extending her hand as if to shield Nelson from Camren’s gaze. “I’ve got your back. Drink up.”

Nelson was momentarily stunned, then beamed. “Sis–in–law, I’m totally relying on you now.”

“Yup, you can lean on me.”

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Camren looked at the person in front of him, a relaxed curve to his lips, his eyes filled with indulgence and

tenderness.

Camren was a man of few smiles, but Nelson was a master at setting the mood. In no time, everyone began

to loosen up.

They went back and forth, lively banter echoing through the once somber ancestral home.

Britney had quite a bit to drink. Her cheeks were flushed as she hugged the wine bottle, eyes narrowed, like a cunning little fox.

She swayed slightly, somehow leaning against Camren.

She turned her head, a hint of protest in her voice, tugging at Camren’s collar. “I don’t think I can keep up with

them.”

“It’s okay, I’ll help you.” Camren gently took the bottle from her hands, placing his large palm on the back of

her head, pulling her against his chest.

His voice was seductive. “But what identity should I use to help you?”

Britney’s mind was completely muddled; she just looked at Camren, bewildered…

“What should you call me?” Camren patiently coaxed, like casting a wide net that completely enveloped

Britney.

“Call what?” Britney’s head bobbed. “You’re Camren Lewis.”

“Think again? We’re married, the wedding’s done and dusted. Isn’t there another way to address me?”

“Another way…” Britney’s eyes brightened. “Hubby?”

Britney leaned against Camren, her voice rough and breathy from the alcohol, almost like a playful whimper. Camren’s heart lurched, his gaze deepening.

“Hubby, help me out,” Britney said. Seeing him quiet, she knew she’d hit the nail on the head. She pointed in

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