Caged By My Devil Uncle

Eland’s pov

“Chris, what’s wrong with you?” I grabbed her hand and continued to hold the bottle. Even though there was very little wine in each bottle in the bar, I could not stop her from drinking like that.

“I am a little dizzy, take a nap first.” She closed her eyes.

I took off my coat and put it on her. On the surface, I was playing dice with other people. In reality, I was always watching Chris.

Chris’s point of view

I was awakened by the sound. I opened my blindfolded eyes. Eland and a group of people were having an argument for some reason. One person’s wine bottle hit Eland directly.

At this point, I did not know if I was drunk or not. I just had an idea in my head. Eland wanted to be a star. What if he got hurt?

I shield myself from Eland, my head thunders, I hear Eland like he is calling my name, I feel dizzy.

Kenneth’s pov

Since I got out of the car, my eyes have been on the little woman at the table not far away.

“Mr. Kenneth, the woman who will come out later is a beauty in a million.”

To others, it’s a sound like the sounds of nature. I just think it’s loud. Is this little thing’s mind twisted? Drinking so many bottles in a row?

I stifle the feeling to go to her and drag her away.

After a song, Teresa came up to me and introduced herself, “Mr. Kenneth, I….”

I was interrupted by Mia before the introduction was over. The two women were arguing. I turned a deaf ear and saw the little woman lying on the sofa as if she was drunk.

In my eyes, there is only one person from beginning to end, and the table is messed up. I am worried that it might hurt the little girl, so I quickly get up and walk towards her.

“Brother Kenneth, where are you going?”

“Mr. Kenneth ….”

Before I could get closer, I saw Chris blocking a wine bottle for Eland, and my heart pounded with anger.

I kicked the man who had hurt her to the ground and made an abnormally cold sound, “Chris!”

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I look at the tall man in front of me in a blur and my mind is confused.

“Uncle….” I fell into his familiar arms.

Before I lost my mind, I seemed to hear the man’s angry voice: “Crumble his hands and make them never applicable, no medical treatment is allowed!”

“Yes, sir.”

I woke up with dizziness, not knowing if I had drunk too much wine or if I had been hit on the head with a bottle.

A soft voice reached my ear. “Miss, you are awake. Do you have any discomfort?”

“My head hurts, where am I?” asked ” confused.

“Miss, you do not have amnesia, do you?”

I remembered that the woman in front of me was the maid who had brought my clothes last time, and that I was now sleeping in Kenneth’s room.

“I remember, this is the uncle’s mansion.”

“Miss, you scared me to death. I thought you had lost your memory.”

I thought of seeing Kenneth’s angry face before I lost my mind. It was not a dream, it was all real.

“I am fine, but I still have a headache. Where’s my brother-in-law?”

“He’s in the study, and you should be hungry. I’ll have dinner brought up now.”

“Thank you.” I rolled over and got out of bed. In the mirror I saw a circle of white gauze wrapped around my head, and my face was pale.

I went to the study, the door was open, and I saw Kenneth smoking with a glance outside the balcony door.

There was only one wall lamp burning in the room, and his figure under the lamp was elongated.

I do not know why, but Kenneth makes me feel a little lonely and isolated.

After smoking one cigarette, he lit the second. I stood at the door and whispered, “Uncle.”

Kenneth looked at me. I had never seen his eyes so cold, like when I saw him outside the bar.

“Awake?” His voice cold.

The last time I had unhappily broken up with him, my mood was very complicated, and I did not know what he was thinking when we met in this situation.

“Uncle, thank you.” I don’t know what to say except, “Thank you.”

Kenneth’s pov

“Is he the one you like?” When I saw Chris blocking the bottle for the sentry, my lungs exploded.

Is this gigolo that good? So good that she can protect him without regard for her own life.

Chris’s point of view

I bit my lip and muttered, “Yeah.”

I have had a crush on Eland for so long. I think he’s the one I like.

“Good, very good.” Kenneth’s face grew even colder.

“Uncle, don’t smoke so much, it’s not good for your health.” I do not know why I feel so sorry for him.

“Get out!”

Seeing that he was so angry, I opened my lips and finally turned to leave.

The moment I left, I heard something fall to the floor.

The servant brought me a delicious gruel, which I swallowed like chewing wax in my mouth.

“It’s getting late, and you are in bad shape and going to bed early.”

“Hmm.”

I slept in Kenneth’s bed, a man who always took advantage of me when he had the chance, but now he will not even look at me.

“Is not that what I want the most? What else are you thinking about?” i mumbled and wrapped myself in the covers to sleep.

Kenneth’s point of view

I stood in front of the bed and quietly looked at the sleeping little woman.

I have seen this face many times before, but why is not it enough for me?

The little woman sleeping here can touch my heart by doing nothing.

Chris’ Pov

Just before dawn, the maid came and woke me up.

“Miss Chris, Mr. Warren has come to fetch you.”

I don’t know how Warren knew was here. He rubbed his eyes and I replied, “OK.”

After freshening up for a moment, I came downstairs and saw two men sitting in the living room.

Kenneth was still cold, and Warren stood up and walked toward me.

“Chris, are you all right?”

“Brother Warren, I am fine.”