Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife
Chapter 139 The Engagement Night

"Kara, I've told you many times. Call me by my name!"

James let go of her lips, but he fiercely bit her shoulder. The strength was a bit heavy, making her gasp in pain.

Kara had no other choice but to call him James.

"Ja... James."

"Good girl, don't you want to say anything?"

He lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms and letting her little head rest on his arm. He tilted his head to kiss her forehead.

"Uncle... James, let me go first. Although we are engaged, I am still not used to it." Kara wanted to escape.

"Sooner or later, you have to get used to it. Now I will guide you." James hugged her tightly and did not let her leave.

"But, I am still young," she tried to replace excuses.

Although the two had done the most intimate thing, she still did not know how to face him.

"Not too young anymore." James glanced at her chest with a faint smile.

Noticing his gaze, Kara was startled for a second and placed her arms in front of her chest, "James, how did you become so strange?" "Strange?"

He knew that she really wanted to say why he had become so shameless.

James resisted the urge to laugh in his heart, 'The little girl had a soft personality. Without tough words, she was so anxious that her cheeks turned red.' Her amber eyes were clear and pure, making James want to see her shy and mortified look.

"Kara, do you know how old I am?"

"29 years old," She replied seriously.

"Yes, a twenty-nine-year-old man with his fiancée lying in his arms. Are you questioning your man's ability if I don't do anything strange?"

Kara stared at her in a daze, her large amber eyes blinking.

James was burning with desire. Whether it was because of the alcohol, he really wanted to have sex with her.

He covered her eyes and whispered a warning in her ear, "Kara, don't stare at other men like this in the future, understand?"

'What's the meaning of like this?'

Kara stared at his palm, clearly feeling that he was heating up. She suddenly felt a little scared.

"James, you can't be sick, right?"

James raised his eyebrows. He rubbed his chin against her fluffy little head and teased her with a smile, "Little fool, I won't get sick until we go back to the villa at night." "Then let's go replace Uncle Will." She still believed that he was sick.

If he wasn't sick, why did he get abnormal and say such strange things?

"Why do you want to see him?"

James thought to himself, 'I would only get sick if I keep seeing Will after having a wife!'

"Kara, I will take you to a place." He pulled her up.

"Where?"

Kara followed him in confusion. She went downstairs to the underground garage and found that he still smelled of alcohol. She grabbed his big hand worriedly. "James, you're drunk. It's better to let Mason drive."

James lowered his head to look at their joint hands. He couldn't help but kiss her lips.

"Yes, Mrs. Hemming."

His kiss was very fast. Kara stared at him blankly for a long time. Hearing what he called, her little face flushed red.

"James, don't tease me."

James took out his phone to call Mason. After confirming the time with Mason, he heard the soft voice, which made him annoyed. He smiled slightly and rubbed her little head, "Am I wrong?"

Kara raised her head to look at him without reply.

The lights in the underground garage were very bright, which sprinkled on his face, making him look soft instead.

He put his jacket on his elbow and stared at her with a smile.

Kara had never seen such a side of him before, and she immediately lowered her head with her face red and heartbeat fast.

"Where are you taking me?" She changed the topic.

James opened the car door and let her get in first before sitting beside her.

He gently pinched the joints of her fingers, but he did not answer her question.

The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. Kara stared at him, not knowing what he meant.

"James, are we going home?"

James paused what he was doing and his eyes lit up. He really liked the word she used.

Home.

It sounded good.

"You want to go home with me in such a hurry? Mrs. Hemming, what are you thinking about?"

Kara reacted that he was teasing her again!

Mason came soon, and when he received a hint from Mr. James, he immediately drove.

Half an hour later.

Mason stopped the car and ran out to open the door for them.

Kara got out of the car. When she saw that it was a cemetery, she turned to him in surprise.

'Would it be inauspicious to bring me here during the engagement?'

"Since I am going to marry you, I have to see my father-in-law and mother-in-law." He held her little hand and went to her parents' tombstone.

Kara was embarrassed to hear that.

She turned her head to look at the side of his face, his tall and straight posture, and his white shirt. He was lazy and casual.

'Regardless of whether we had feelings or not, we had held an engagement ceremony and exchanged engagement rings. It was reasonable to call Dad and Mom like that.'

In fact, she also wanted to see her parents. Thinking of his thoughtfulness, she felt warm in her heart.

But this time, she didn't bring anything. She felt that something was missing.

James had long seen through her thoughts. Rubbing her little head, he chuckled, "You brought me here. Isn't this gift precious?"

Kara refused to look at his handsome face in embarrassment.

Looking down at the tombstone of her parents, she wanted to cry when she thought that they could not see her grow up. "Mom, dad, Kara came to greet you."

Kara knelt down in front of the tombstone, hoping that her parents would see her in heaven and know that she was good now.

James was unwilling to let her kneel on the cold ground. He picked her up and knelt down in front of the tombstone with a solemn expression.

"Mr. David and Ms. Veronica, today I have got engaged with Kara. I will take care of her in the future. I hope to get your blessings."

The words that he hadn't said before could finally be said now.

When Kara saw him kneel down, she was so scared that she wanted to pull him up.

"James, you don't have to."

"Kara, don't be nervous. They are my elders now. I should kneel."

James respectfully bowed three times before he slowly got up.

He did not have many grateful people in his life, but at this moment, he was very grateful to Kara's parents. Because of them, there was Kara.

They stood in front of the tombstone and talked for a while. Then James said a few words of farewell and promised to bring her over when he had time in the future.

When they returned to the villa, Libby greeted them with joy. She called Kara Mrs. Hemming instead of Miss Kara.

Kara blushed and explained in a low voice, "Libby, you should call me Kara as usual."

"How can this be? That is the rule."

Libby deliberately kept a straight face. She didn't dare to call her Miss Kara before Mr. James agreed.

"Hearing that,"

"I feel good."

James interrupted her. He instructed the people around him to call her Mrs. Hemming, hoping that she would adapt to her current status.

She was his fiancée.

And the future wife.

Kara still wanted to struggle, but since James gave the order, Libby still called her Mrs. Hemming. She felt shy all the time.

In the evening, Kara came out of the studio, washed and prepared to sleep, but heard the bedroom door pushed open, which made her eyes widened in shock. "James, what's the matter?"

"How can I let you sleep alone on the engagement night?"