Chapter 4- Uncle, let's forget what happened last night.

Fredrik Young was Henry's uncle. He was a taboo for the entire Young family. Although Eliza grew up with Henry, since childhood, she had only heard of the existence of this uncle. If she hadn't met him on her wedding day, she wouldn't recognize him at all.

"Weren't you abroad the whole time?"

"Yeah, I just got back last night."

It just so happened that his friend wanted to meet him. It was an urgent matter so Fredrik went to Neon Night's Bar as soon as he got off the plane.

'What will she do now? She actually slept with Henry's uncle!' Eliza pushed him away in panic and subconsciously wanted to move away from him, but she accidentally fell to the ground while holding the blanket. She was befuddled about their current situation.

"Does it hurt? Why are you so careless?" Fredrik sighed helplessly and immediately got out of bed, leaning forward to help Eliza.

When she suddenly jumped up and rushed into the bathroom like a scared rabbit. "I'm going to take a shower."

Click. She had locked the bathroom door. Eliza even checked the door lock several times and felt relieved only when she was sure it couldn't be opened.

Abstracted, she went to the shower to wash herself. She shivered as the cold water ran down her head, but she didn't turn it off.

Feeling frustrated and stressed, Eliza lightly pressed her forehead against the wall. 'My God, what is she going to do now? How will she meet Fredrik later?'

Outside the bathroom, Fredrik had already put on his clothes and was neatly dressed when he went to the master's bedroom. He pulled the sheet stained with Eliza's virgin blood off the bed and kept it before entering the study.

Fredrik pulled out a chair and sat down. He lit a cigarette before making a phone call. "Please check what happened after Henry and Eliza got married."

Shortly after he finished smoking a cigarette, he received the information.

'Henry didn't go home on the wedding night and was instead with Nicole, the Moores' illegitimate daughter?' Fredrik raised his eyebrows in surprise. This unexpected find had caught his interest.

'Wasn't his nephew and Eliza deeply in love? Has something happened between them? It seemed that his nephew's wife didn't want to be alone anymore, so she went to the bar to find a man. In other words, even if he didn't appear, as long as there was someone she liked, what happened last night would still happen.'

The realization made Fredrik feel a little uncomfortable. He ponders deeply and absentmindedly taps his long and thin fingers on top of the table.

Before Fredrik could decide how to deal with Eliza, the eyes of the household robot that stood quietly in the corner suddenly glowed.

“Master, there is an unregistered person trying to open the door.”

"Did she want to slip away?" Fredrik's lips curled and then he stood up.

In the living room downstairs.

"Damn, why can't I open the door?" Eliza was sweating, because she was panicking. She had tried to open the door handle while looking warily in the direction of the stairs. But no matter how hard she tried, the lock wouldn't budge.

"Are you leaving without letting me know?”

'Grrr.' She had been caught. Eliza's body froze.

She stayed put, not daring to make any moves. She heard the sound of someone coming down the stairs, followed by the sound of footsteps coming closer.

The surroundings were suddenly engulfed in the icy air. Eliza felt frozen that she could not move.

"Couldn't talk?" Fredrik's deep voice was so close to her ears. He deliberately lowered his voice, making it incredibly seductive.

She couldn't help but swallow her saliva. Eliza squeezed a smile before turning her head to face the treacherous man. She blinked innocently: “Uncle, can you forget what happened last night, please?”

Assuming Fredrik most likely doesn't want people to know he slept with his nephew's wife. 'She should try her luck', Eliza thought.

"Of course!" She looked at him optimistically and with her hopeful eyes.

'This little bunny is so cute.' Fredrik couldn't help teasing her. Seeing her agitated made him unleash his wicked side. "Of course it's impossible."

His words made Eliza look like an inflated balloon, unceremoniously pierced before exploding.