Evie's ears almost exploded from the sudden shock. To avoid looking awkward, she immediately composed herself to fit into the ongoing drama and atmosphere.
"How are you doing, my dear nephew?" Westley asked teasingly, gazing daggers at Lucas, who was having a hard time breathing normally.
"Wh-what are you doing here, uncle?" Lucas' voice shuddered. He squirmed uncontrollably.
He looked completely vulnerable.
Westley, however, clenched his jaw, "Isn't it obvious that I'm here for my wedding, or what do you think?"
Lucas' face paled. He took a step back, darting his eyes around the room as if searching for an escape.
Seeing Lucas' cowardly behavior, Jessica clenched her fists. She'd never seen him so vulnerable like this and couldn't believe her ears when she heard him call the mysterious man in shades 'uncle'.
