Uncle Kelvin, I'm Your Nephew's Girlfriend

Arriving at the Anderson family's old mansion, Julie noticed the unusual number of cars parked in the mansion's parking lot but didn't think much about it. Considering that the old Brian Anderson woke up today, many people must have paid a visit when they got the news.

She followed Dylan to the main building hand in hand, and her heart skipped a beat when she locked eyes with Jimmy, standing by the doorway.

On the other hand, Jimmy had a flat expression and merely smiled at Dylan. "Mr. Anderson." He nodded.

Julie's heart raced, and her palms began to sweat. She had seldom seen Jimmy without his boss. If he was here, what were the odds that Kelvin wasn't? Nada.

Suddenly, the noise in the hall died away, and everyone's gaze was drawn to the top of the stairs. Her eyes widened as the man she dreaded to see descended the staircase.

Kelvin was a charismatic man. His presence alone could sweep anyone off their feet. Women were breathless, while men were raring with ambition. They crowded around him when he stepped into the hall, hoping to get acquainted. However, Julie felt otherwise. She desperately prayed not to be recognized by Kelvin, particularly now that she was dressed as a country bumpkin.

Unfortunately, fate had other plans for Julie. Dylan quickly let go of her hand and straightened up. He turned to face the man and respectfully called, "Uncle."

Julie sharply panned her gaze to Dylan, stupefied. She felt like her soul had escaped to outer space when she heard him.

Kelvin moved indifferently through the crowd, approaching the young couple. An unknown pressure tortured Julie's chest as she watched him come. Each stride he took squeezed her heart tighter, and cold chills profusely trailed down her spine.

Julie, cornered and petrified, could only droop her head and hope for the ground to split up and devour her right now.

Kelvin stood before the two with one hand in his pocket and faintly smiled. He neither looked nor intended to talk with the two men, but the girl beside Dylan piqued his interest.

"Who is she?" he asked, pinning his gaze at Julie, who shrunk behind Dylan.

"Right, you've only recently arrived home and haven't met her yet," Dylan said, putting his arm around Julie's shoulder, hugging her close.

"Uncle, meet my girlfriend, Julie," he introduced and smiled brightly.

"Julie," Kelvin muttered in repeat.

They fell silent for a little moment. Dylan detected something dim about that second, but he tried to ignore it. Not wanting to irritate Kelvin, he looked at his girlfriend and gently squeezed her shoulder.

"Julie, babe. Say hi to my uncle, Mr. Williams," he said.

Julie snapped out of it and nodded slowly. Clutching the sides of her trousers, she mumbled in hesitation before uttering a quiet, feeble greeting, "Hello, uncle."

"Julie," Kelvin mused on her name and said, "It's not an awful name."

Afterward, he averted his gaze and walked away.

Dylan gulped. He was briefly startled, but he quickly recovered.

"Take care, uncle. Julie and I will pay you some other time," he said politely, but Kelvin ignored him.

The young man felt embarrassed. It was rare for him to see his uncle, yet he failed to leave a good impression. Not to mention, people were looking their way with Julie quivering like a mouse.

He felt annoyed, but thinking of his Grandpa, Dylan just let it slide.

"Julie, let's go upstairs."

Julie pulled herself together and fixed her appearance. In the meantime, she flushed Kelvin off her mind. She had to deal with why she came here first.

As they headed to Brian Anderson's room, she recalled how kind and loving Grandpa he was. Brian was extremely kind to her, and Julie wished she didn't miss the chance to meet him when he was without ailments.

A wave of pressure swept her way as she entered the room. Inside were Dylan's parents, Lisa and Harry Anderson, standing beside old Brian's bed. While Harry kept a neutral look, Lisa couldn't contain her scowl. Only his Grandpa, lying sick on the bed, smiled at her.

The old guy beckoned Julie to come closer, making Lisa even more irritated, and begrudgingly stepped aside.

"Hello, Grandpa. How are you feeling?" Julie asked and smiled as she sat on a chair beside him.

Brian's face instantly brightened. "Good," he replied, seemingly a whisper.

The old Anderson had a lot of questions for Julie, and she patiently responded to all queries. It was the least she could do for someone who had always been good to her.

After their conversation, Brian waved for his assistant to come and had her hand a red money envelope to Julie.

"Don't be reluctant to spend it. Buy yourself some pretty dresses," Brian said.

Julie squeezed the red envelope. She nodded in response, feeling like she was about to cry.

"When Grandpa gets better, I'll ensure you and Dylan get engaged. Only when Grandpa sees you two get married will I be able to depart this world in peace," the old man said.

Julie smiled sympathetically and gently shook her head. "Grandpa, don't say stuff like that. You're going to live a long life."

Guilt had consumed Julie's conscience. Sadness swept across her heart as she realized she couldn't grant his request. Marriage was impossible between Dylan and her.

From the start, she was doomed to fail this old man's good intentions.