My Fiance Ran Away On Our Wedding Day novel Chapter 7

The Bentley drove gently onto the city's east side, stopping at the Meyer's old mansion’s courtyard entry.The two of them got out of the car and the driver waited by the side with a bow.

Zac, on the other hand, followed her shortly back into the ancient house.Just as he entered, the butler, Tony, greeted him.

"Miss Meyer, Mr.Thomson has also come to meet your grandfather" he remarked respectfully to Anika as she accepted the present from him.

Grandpa Meyer's adoptive son, Scott Thomson, was the Mr.Thomson referred to by Uncle Tony.

At the age of twelve, he was adopted by the Meyer family.

He was described as an ex-friend, but suspicions circulated that he was an illegitimate child.

Perhaps in order to avoid further suspicion, Scott moved out of the Meyer residences when he was an adult and only came back to visit Grandpa Meyer occasionally.

Anika didn't see him much after she returned to the Meyer residence and didn't know who he was.

Just as she was thinking, he saw Scott pacing downstairs.

The man in his forties had a calm and collected demeanor.

"Little Uncle," Anika said politely.

"Yes” he answered.

"President Hill" Scott responded indifferently, his gaze slipping slightly as he peered at the person next her.

Zac shook hands with Scott, his pitch-black eyes smiling back, "How are you doing today? Please just call me Zac.’’ Scott remained silent.

He turned to face Anika and stated, "Mr.Meyer just woke up.Bring in President Hill.I'll be leaving now.”

Zac nodded slightly.

He smiled as he remembered something just as he was ready to leave, "I almost forgot, best wishes for your wedding."

Only then did Anika recall Emma's statement that Zac had broken the rules the day before and departed after the ceremony.

Scott and Zac seemed strangely familiar to her for some reason.

Scott and the others, on the other hand, lacked seniority, and he had never heard of them meeting before.

The thought was brief and quickly disappeared.

Anika led Zac upstairs.

Grandpa Meyer was diagnosed with lung cancer at an advanced stage two months ago.

The doctor offered conservative therapy because of his age, but everyone understood what he meant.

Grandpa Meyer accepted the situation with an open mind.

He claimed to have lived to be eighty years old but expressed disappointment that his granddaughter had not yet married.

As a result, despite the fact that she was aware of the disagreement, she and Kayden scheduled a date for their wedding.

Anika was even more upset with Oliver and Lucy at yesterday's wedding than she was with Kayden, despite the rage in her grandfather's body.

After all, The old man couldn't be stimulated.

Anika was about to knock when she suddenly stopped just outside the door.

Her slender fingertips hesitated to put them away, then she gently pulled off Zac’s sleeve.

Zac lowered his head, his sight falling on her sleeve's round fingertips.

He looked at her with neither salty nor weak eyes, and the light in his eyes was as deep as tan.

"Do you think...should we pretend to be closer?" Anika asked, easing her grip.

"Pretend?" He raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes.

"Why should we do that?" Anika bit her lips and extended her hand towards him.

Her fingernails were gleaming and translucent, and her plain hands were as slender as onions.

She sighed severely and persuaded when she noticed the Zac's glance was full of leisure. 

"Even if I've done you wrong, I'll do everything I can to make amends.You attended the wedding yesterday, right?"

Anika had intended to mention that he had kissed her yesterday, ignoring the fact that it was only the corner of his mouth.

On second thought, she may have been distracted at the moment.

He kissed her not just to comply with the host's request, but also to assist her in her performance in the event that the environment became stale.

Who did not have a good time in business? He did, however, had to accompany his assistant to the banquet, demonstrating his reluctance of physical contact with people of the opposite sex.

She had no choice but to mislead him in the end.

And as a result, he right away lost his confidence.

"What else am I?"

"However, I am actually offended” Zac lowered his brows, dragged his tone, stopped, and mocked.The corners of his lips curled into a strange smile, His warm and broad palm held her, while his other hand took the initiative to knock on the door, as if he was hesitant.

A husky old voice came, "Come in."

They opened the door and walked in hand in hand.