All Chapters of Doctor Step-Uncle, Be My Husband: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Emily’s Pov'I glanced at my phone screen before I got out of the car and became even more annoyed when I saw no notification from Alex. "He didn't look for or ask for me at all," I grumbled in annoyance, exiting the car and walking into the house across the courtyard. "He must still not have finished choosing which item to gift Sarah."Thinking about it again, I became even more upset. He was now so quickly indifferent to me."What's with that face of yours? Why do you look upset?" Mom, who was about to walk past me, suddenly sat with me on the living room chair in the living room. "What's wrong with you?" She asked with concern.While I didn't choose to directly answer her question, I twisted my body where I was sitting in annoyance, then looked in the other direction, unfocused while sighing. "It's because of Alex.""What's wrong with him again?" The tone of voice sounded rather impatient as I complained about the name. "Didn't you just come out cheerfully when you wanted to go out

Sarah’s POV"Get your hands out of my hair!" I yelled at the crazy woman who came out of nowhere to suddenly pull my hair until my head was pulled back.I felt like slapping her because of the raised scalp and the pain. But I restrained myself and tried to be patient so as not to match her madness. Emily laughed carelessly, clasping her hands together in front of her chest. "Oh, sorry. I thought I saw a button stuck in there. I just wanted to help pull it out for you." She smiled wickedly in front of me.Her annoying expression in front of me dampened and made me sick. "What nonsense are you talking about? You obviously pulled it out for no reason, and don't act like I don't know about it."She smiled back at me, folding her arms across her chest as she tilted her head to look at me. "Is that so? You know I did it on purpose?" The smiling expression on her face immediately disappeared to be replaced with a sharp, cynical glare at me. "You trashy woman." A curse easily came out of her

Alex's POV"When can I see her mom?" I approached my mother, who was sitting in our living room. She seemed to be enjoying her tea time alone.Sitting on the sofa in front of her, I looked at her face with anticipation for my question. As she smiled with a thin pull of her lips, I smiled, too. "Just wait a little longer." She set her teacup back on the small saucer on the table.My mother spent all her time being cared for and served by many people. She was a respected woman who knew how to maintain her position. She was full of mature thoughts yet not easily swayed by empathy. She was rational in dealing with people who only stood in her way, including knowing how to handle a mistress' son like Ethan."People are weak to pressure. They will not be able to move if they are pressured. Then, what will happen next is that pressure will make the targeted person fulfill the mold. He will do what we want." He stared confidently.Mom was right! I agree with her, people are weak to pressure.

Sarah’s POV"How are you going to do it?" I handed my glass back to him.Ethan turned his body to put the glass down, then came back and looked at me. I could tell he was watching my eyes, which were now puffy from crying. Realizing how messed up I looked right now, I lowered my face while covering it with my hands and moved stiffly.But when Ethan's hand caught my wrist and brought it down, I froze and slowly raised my head to look at him. "Does it feel sore? Something hurts? Why are you covering it?" He asked in rapid succession.I was still shocked by what happened, so I didn't fully understand what he was asking. However, as his finger pointed and outlined his own cheeks, I realized he was talking about my face, probably because of my skin's habit of turning red, looking like a rash, and swelling up when I cry.I shook my head. "No." He didn't need to worry about it because it didn't matter.But Ethan continued to stare doubtfully. "Are you sure?" He glanced back and pointed at th

Sarah’s POV"Is the situation getting better?" I sat on my bed, my mind going nowhere even as I had just woken up.My eyes glanced at my phone, which I didn't dare to touch because I was still traumatised by what I had read the previous day. I was afraid that today would receive even worse talks.My hand hesitated to look at it. "It's better that I don't check it for now." I pulled back the covers and put my phone on the small nightstand beside my bed.It was better not to know anything that could ruin my day. Ethan had promised to fix things, so for the time being, I just needed to wait quietly without much thought."Maybe working out will help me." I left my room, grabbed an apple from the pantry table and walked outside.Ethan's large garden at the back was my destination to enjoy the fresh morning air and warm sun.They say the bright sun can make you feel better, so I wanted to try to make myself feel better with its warmth. I hope the sun is shining this morning.It seemed like