Marry My Ex’s Uncle After Rebirth by Agatha Barney

In the s a c room, Vincent helped Stephanie change the wound dressing.

Hearing Stephanie’s question, Vincent paused shortly before continuing. “That night, after I saved you, my waist was hit by a beam. After my classmate saved me, he contacted my father, who sent me abroad for treatment overnight. However, even the best doctors were of no help at that time. Then, i received a verdict I would never walk again. After five years, I met a white-haired and long-bearded elder. He had excellent medical skills. His treatments were massages, acupuncture, ointment, and oral medication. After a year, my legs started recovering sensation gradually until I was fully healed.”

“What’s the elder’s name?” Stephanie asked.

“He said he was called Tacito,” Vincent said.

Blinking her eyes, she quipped, “Tacito? He is surely unassuming and quiet. But I’ve never heard of him before. I guess there will always be someone better than you. Can you contact him now?”

“I haven’t had contact with him recently. If I can get in touch with him in the future, I will introduce him to you,” Vincent said.

Stephanie nodded. “Okay. I’ll ask Mr. Z

Zachmann if he knows him.”

Vincent bandaged the wound and packed up the medical kit.

Noticing that he wasn’t in formal attire, she asked, “Aren’t you going to the company?”

“I’ll stay with you at home today. Your fever might recur. I need to keep an eye on you,” Vincent said.

His words made her smile. “You’re so kind,” she gushed.

Vincent rubbed her hair and replied, “It’s my duty. Don’t block any danger for me in the future, understand?”

Thinking of her previous life, where Vincent had followed her into the afterlife, Stephanie’s heartbeat faltered. She hugged, leaned against his chest, and mumbled, “Even if the bullet hit me and I died, I have no regrets. Really!”

Vincent held her tightly in his arms, her words making him shudder as he croaked, “Stephie…”

Stephanie looked at him and said earnestly, “Because you are worth it.”

Vincent held the back of her head and kissed her, wisps of sweetness spreading between their lips.

He pushed her under him, and his palm moved upward along her firm abs to grasp the best curve on her body.

Hearing her painful moan,

Vincent sobered instantly. He helped her up and asked h o s e l y, “Did I disturb your wound?”

“I’m good,” Stephanie gasped, pursing her lips.

Vincent pinched her tiny face and chided, “You don’t have to pretend to be strong in front of me, alright?”

“Got it,” Stephanie muttered.

Right then, the phone on the bedside table vibrated.

Vincent picked it up and listened to the other party, a sneer gradually forming on his face as he instructed, “No need to involve public relations. This is his personal problem and has nothing to do with Fletcher Group. Make an official announcement now.”

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After ending the call, Vincent looked at the various news popping on his screen and handed it to Stephanic.

She clicked it open and saw some racy photos

The person in the photos was Douglas. The images included him dressed in a bunny costume, handcuffed, with candle wax on his body, being whipped. with a belt, and intimate actions with a bearded man.

“He deserves it.” Stephanie sneered.

Vincent lifted his eyebrows and asked, “Did you hire someone to do it?”

“Do you think I’m that evil?” Stephanie asked, blinking her eyes.

Vincent answered with a smile, “Of course not. Excellent work! But Douglas might think it was me and come

at me.

Stephanie remembered that Douglas had met Vincent last night, but Douglas didn’t know she was Summer, so Vincent had become the scapegoat.

She frowned and asked, “What do we do now?”

“Maybe it’s a good thing.” Vincent said.

Stephanie pondered briefly, and something occurred to her. She dashed to her room and took Lydia’s phone from the drawer.

Vincent came over in his wheelchair and commented, “We should be able to catch the mastermind.”

Shortly after, the phone vibrated, and a string of numbers appeared on it.

“It’s an internet call,” Stephanie muttered in disappointment.

“Let’s go to my bedroom,” Vincent suggested.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Stephanie wanted to inform him that she was going to look for the IP address of the other party, but Vincent had already left.

She followed him curiously and saw Vincent turn on the laptop on the table after he returned to the bedroom, His hands were on the keyboard as he

said, “Pick up the call now.”

Stephanie mumbled in reply. She cleared her throat, imitated Lydia’s tone and demeanor, picked up the phone, and clicked the recorder.

Although the person on the other end of the phone used a voice changer, she could sense his impatience.

“Why is Vincent still looking fine? Did you add the medicine according to the dosage?”

“You misunderstood. I added the medicine according to your orders,” Stephanie said.

“Increase the dose!”

“Increase the dose? What if something happens? If something happens to Mr. Fletcher immediately, I will be blamed,” Stephanie protested.

“Don’t you want to see your son alive?”

“Please, be the bigger person. Please let my son gol” Stephanie sobbed.

“Then follow my order, or you will never see him again!”

“Okay, Stephanie agreed.

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“From now on, increase the dosage to twice the amount for his three meals, understood?”

“I understand, but I don’t have enough medicine,” Stephanie replied.

“The same place. Ten o’clock in the morning.”

“Got it,” Stephanie said.

After the person hung up, Stephanie watched as Vincent’s fingers flew across the keyboard and thought, ‘He is so adept at using a computer!

She asked, “Have you found the location?”

“Yes, I’ve found it. The address is Room 1201, Block A, Grandview No. 9. It is Douglas’ lodging”

Vincent continued writing a program and restored the recording of the voice changer, Douglas’ ruthless and irritable voice came on.

“Let’s sit back and watch the drama unfold.” Vincent said through gritted teeth.

At the same time. Douglas angrily smashed his phone against the wall, breaking it into pieces instantly.

When he awoke this morning, he saw his body covered in whip marks and burn scars from cand es

Douglas knew that he had been schemed against, but he didn’t expect they would post his photos online. The worst thing was the person in the photos with him was not the foreign woman from last night but a burly man.

‘Nothing is wrong with my body, so it must have been a trap. It must be Vincent. After all, after that gunfight, we have ripped off the facade. I want to kill him! A real man must have his revenge. I had asked Lydia to slowly poison him, but now I can’t wait any longer. I need to get rid of him to take over Fletcher Group, Douglas thought.

He called his assistant. “How’s it going? Can’t you remove it? You useless idiots! Find Hacker Yern or Hacker Flash for me!”

“I did. They refused the job,” his assistant said.

Douglas closed his eyes and gritted his teeth vehemently. “D a m n it!”

He then remembered that the photos of him and Florence hadn’t been removed yet. “It must be Vincent’s work. As for the hackers, Vincent must have intervened, he thought, and lost control of his emotions, smashing everything in the room.

Right then, his phone rang

He took a deep breath to calm down and answered, “Grandpa.”

“You fool, return to the Fletcher residence now!” Kevin roared.

⚫ Douglas pursed his lips and replied, “Alright, Grandpa. I’ll be there at eleven.”

He wasn’t aware of what was heading his way now but would soon reap what he had sown!