After Becoming My Boyfriend's Aunt, I Kicked Him Out of The Family Tree

Nathan wanted to continue teasing the iceberg. But after hearing his unhappy tone, he immediately transferred 50,000 dollars to him.

After all, for rich kids like them, 50,000 was just the cost of a meal.

When the money arrived, Francis paid it immediately. No packaging was needed, just left with the naked ring.

Looking at Francis’s back, which was so gloomy that it could kill people, the sense of revenge in my heart was rippling and it was very satisfying.

The system was also online at that moment. “After being pissed off by Francis for seven years, today I can finally make him suffer a setback. I declare that you, the host, are my venting god.”

I curled the corners of my mouth. “Of course. I, Selma Miranda, am not the kind of person who would tolerate bullying. If it weren't for the bonus, I would have cut him into pieces.”

As I waved my hands around, Isaac's video call came at this moment. The man on the screen was born with a handsome face.

The handsome brows were three points similar to Francis's, but three points colder than Francis.

“Honey, where are you? I'm done here, I'm going to pick you up and take you to the bridal shop now.”

A man who was always stern and cold in front of his subordinates, acted sweetly in front of his wife. Her eyes even changed from cold iceberg to spring breeze.

The people who were about to leave the meeting were stunned and immediately retreated after they realized what was happening.

I looked at Isaac in the video, who was frowning and asking for a kiss and felt helpless.

Ever since confirming the relationship with Isaac, he became so clingy every day.

Even at that moment, he had changed from a popular man to a clingy little dog. As soon as he saw me, he wagged his tail up to the sky.

Looking at his anxious eyes, I moved my fingers slightly and sent him a location to share.

But I did not expect that as soon as I got into the luxury car, I was greeted by a passionate kiss.

Before I could even react, my coat had disappeared. “Isaac, are you born in the year of the dog?"

I pulled at my collar, trying to cover up the most obvious strawberry.

However, he raised the corners of his lips slightly and showed a wicked smile. “Honey, we were apart for three hours and twenty-six minutes. Don't you miss me at all?”

After that, he took my hand and placed it on his abdominal muscles.

The scorching body temperature scared me so much that I immediately pulled my hand back. 

“Stop it, we're in the car,” I said, trying to calm myself, even if my cheeks were burning and my breathing became faster.

After finally arriving at the destination, we got out of the car in a hurry.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated. It was a message from Francis.

[Francis: Let's meet.]

Isaac saw me standing at the door, frowning at his phone.

He turned around and asked me, “What's wrong? Whose message is this?”

“It's fraudulent information, ignore it,” I answered shortly before I deleted the text message, turned off my phone and followed Isaac into the bridal shop.

Inside the store, employees took out skirts from storage.

That was a wedding dress designed by a Parisian master specially hired by Isaac based on my personality.

A black veil cleverly wraps my figure and the shoulder-length tube top just reveals my white collarbone.

Simple and elegant, it looked very much like a divine angel.

While touching the wedding dress that was handmade by hundreds of people, I took a photo in the mirror.

After that, I uploaded it to my Instagram with the caption, [Pure black veil, the most beautiful wedding, I wish to be with you.]

I also did not forget to upload a photo of Isaac’s back, I took that secretly when he was sleeping.

As soon as the post was published, a group of people liked it and sent their blessings.

But it did not work for Francis’s group of friends, they kept commenting and insulting me.