Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife

Chapter 155 Canceling the Engagement to James

Kara shook her head violently. She blushed shyly and stared pitifully at James who was so calm.

"I, I didn't know it was porn."

She took a step forward and wanted to turn off the computer. Suddenly, a groan of pleasure echoed.

Kara was so surprised that she trembled and jumped in shock.

"Uncle James, how to turn it off?"

When she was flustered and helpless, she would habitually call him Uncle James.

She was not familiar with the new computer, so she tried but failed to turn off the video.

She cursed Arya hundreds of times, but when she heard that groan, she was ashamed and blushed.

She covered her face with her hands, not wanting to see anyone.

"Kara, if you don't turn it off, I promise I will do something," James teased her.

Kara peeked at him who got up elegantly through her fingers. With blushes on her cheeks, she ignored

him and ran out of the study.

James was lost for words.

...

In the studio, Kara held her phone in a daze.

"Kara, are you okay?"

Donald had called her a few times but received no response. He patted her on the shoulder.

Suddenly being patted on the shoulder, Kara instinctively went on guard and punched.

Donald covered his nose and took a few steps back.

"Donald, are you all right?"

Kara did not expect it to be Donald. She looked at him apologetically. Seeing his nose bleeding, she

was worried and quickly went to find the medicine.

When the others saw this, they gasped and asked him about it.

However, Donald did not care. He looked at the blood in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Kara, you look weak but you are powerful!"

Kara bowed her head and apologized. She had been chatting with Arya, asking her why she had sent

the video. Arya had joked that she was giving her a sex education.

She was angry and had ignored James because of the video thing in the early morning.

Suddenly frightened by Donald, she punched Donald by accident.

"I'm sorry, Donald."

Kara felt guilty and quickly helped him sit down so that he could raise his head.

"Kara, Donald is not your enemy. Why did you hit him so hard?"

Jamya looked at Donald's hand in blood and wanted to wipe it, but was rejected by Donald.

She felt upset and hated Kara, so she raised her voice and reproached Kara.

"Sorry, it's my fault."

Kara would not quibble. After taking the medicine, she lowered her head apologetically.

"Don't make a fuss."

Donald glanced at Jamya coldly. Jamya drew back and her face darkened.

Looking up at Kara who was pretending to be pitiful, she gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and finally

unclenched them. She could only suppress her anger and leave.

Donald looked up again with a warm smile on his handsome face. He looked at Kara's guilty face and

chuckled.

"Kara, if you feel bad, draw me another painting. How about it?"

"Okay." Kara quickly nodded.

Although she did not know why Donald wanted her painting so badly. Maybe her paintings could make

him feel more at ease.

However, she blushed at the memory of the content of the U disk yesterday.

"Are you okay?" Donald saw her face turn red and worried that she was sick. He touched her forehead

to feel the temperature.

"Yeah."

Kara did not like people other than James to approach her. She avoided his hand and patted her

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She was embarrassed rather than being sick!

Donald felt her resistance and his hands stopped in the air. He quickly collected himself and wore his

usual smile.

"Kara, what do you think about the content of the U disk?"

Kara shook her head.

Donald stared at her. No one could see through his thoughts.

"Don't worry, just think about it. Remember, you owe me two paintings!"

Back in the studio, Kara thought about the competition with Jamya. She got up to ask Larry for some

information about the competition. When she returned, she saw Jamya standing in front of her drawing

board.

"Jamya, you wanted to see me?"

Jamya glanced at her and knocked on the unfinished painting on the drawing board.

"Do you want to compete with me with this?"

Kara was not angry. Jamya was a member of Master Larry's studio before she graduated from the

university, so she must be capable.

"Jamya, you must be very bored if you come here to increase your confidence."

Jamya slightly raised her chin. She looked a bit arrogant.

Previously, she had thought that Kara was only a delicate high school student with the smell of

medicine. She needed someone to take care of her, so Jamya did not expect her to be so powerful and

to hurt Donald.

She felt indignant and spoke harshly,

"Kara, you're engaged. You'd better stay away from Donald!"

"Jamya, although I'm engaged, I can make friends." Kara frowned.

"Kara, don't quibble and just do as I say. Otherwise, you will suffer a lot!" Jamya disdained to argue

with her and left.

"Jamya, you like Donald, right? That's why you said these to me." Kara said.

"Kara, don't talk nonsense!" Jamya turned angry from embarrassment.

Kara smiled faintly, her amber eyes clear and bright. "I was not sure just now. But you have such a

reaction, so it is clear that I'm right!"

She had an easy-going personality, but she won't suffer in silence.

Besides, she and Donald were friends. Jamya shouldn't slander her self-righteous. ly.

"Kara, shut up if you don't want to get into trouble!" Jamya warned.

Kara was not afraid. She smiled sarcastically at her and replied, "Jamya, I am also looking forward to

competing with you!"

Kara had accepted Jamya's challenge.

After work, James came to pick up Kara. When he went upstairs, he felt that someone was staring at

him. He stopped and found that it was Donald.

They looked at each other for a second, and there was a trace of hostility in their eyes.

"Mr. James, you are good to Kara. You come to pick her up every day." Some girls sighed.

Jamya glanced at Donald and sneered, "Mr. James, you'd better have your eye on your fiancée in case

she was stolen from you."

James stood on the stairs with the temperament of a leader. He was so tall that everyone had to look

up at him.

He was calm and he gazed indifferently at Jamya. He didn't want to waste time and walked upstairs.

When he came out of the painting room, he heard Kara talking on the phone.

"We won't do that even if we're engaged.

"Arya, Uncle James has saved my life and helped me so much, I couldn't embarrass him.

"When he finds his true love, he will cancel the engagement. There will be no relationship between us!"

James narrowed his eyes unhappily.