Chapter 302: The Birthday That Finally Came

Oscar clenched his fists at the old man’s words. Yunice, on the other hand, turned to Lincoln. “You come to my birthday parties every year?”

He sighed. “Yuna’s parents passed away early, and our family hasn’t done well. Every time we came, we were seated way in the corner. We didn’t even dare go up to talk to you. When Yuna’s parents had their car accident, we couldn’t save them… but our family has never forgotten what you did for us. Don’t worry, Yunice. Even if everyone else leaves, my family will still celebrate your birthday with you.”

Oscar’s voice trembled as he raised it. “And me.”

“Ma’am,” Jordan’s voice suddenly came from behind. Everyone turned to see Wyatt standing just beyond the edge of the lights.

Yunice froze for a second, then remembered she should probably greet him. But before she could take a step, Wyatt was already walking toward her. He stopped at her side naturally, slipping an arm around her waist as they faced Yunice’s family.

Wyatt glanced down at Yunice and asked, “Aren’t you going to introduce us to each other?”

Yunice came to her senses and quickly said, “This is Lincoln’s wife, Mel. And this is my cousin, Yuna.”

Wyatt greeted them calmly. “Sir, ma’am.” When his eyes landed on Yuna, the girl blurted out, “Hello, sir!”

Wyatt raised an eyebrow and gently corrected her. “Wrong title. I’m your cousin-in-law.”

Lincoln and Mel stared at him in shock, then turned to Yunice. “And he is…?”

Yunice awkwardly clutched Wyatt’s sleeve. She hadn’t figured out how to introduce him. The word “husband” felt stuck in her throat. So she went with something more neutral. “He’s my husband.”

Wyatt’s gaze deepened, and the curve of his lips grew more pronounced. Oscar began to study Wyatt more carefully. He had never interacted with Wyatt directly—the only time he’d seen him was from a distance, at Yunice’s wedding. Back then, he had assumed Wyatt was the one who ruined Yunice’s life.

Yunice glanced toward Oscar. She hesitated, just about to introduce them, when Wyatt extended his hand toward him with quiet grace. “Oscar.”

Oscar flinched slightly, his expression unreadable, caught between caution and scrutiny. But still, he reached out and shook Wyatt’s hand. “Nice to meet you.”

Wyatt could see right through his wariness, but didn’t care. Meanwhile, Yunice’s relatives were still looking at her with concern. “Yunice, how come we didn’t hear a word about your wedding?”

Not just her relatives—even the Saunders family themselves hadn’t been informed when Yunice got married. So even with Wyatt standing right in front of them, her parents had no idea who he was.

Before Yunice could respond, Mel slapped her thigh in frustration. “It must’ve been your mother—thought we were too poor, so she didn’t tell us.” She then pulled two envelopes from her pocket. “Yunice, we didn’t make it to your wedding, but this is our cash gift. You have to accept it.”

Yunice held the thick envelopes and felt her chest tighten. This was the first time anyone had given her wedding money. She knew her relatives must’ve saved up for a long time, but she still accepted it. “Thank you.”

Wyatt lowered his gaze and placed a hand on her shoulder. Just then, the lights in the banquet hall came on all at once. Four people wheeled in a giant castle cake from backstage.

Yuna gasped the moment she saw it, mouth hanging open. “Wow…” The cake stood over two meters tall, more dazzling than a real castle. The jewel-studded decorations sparkled brighter than the diamond ring on Lily’s finger.

Even Oscar looked stunned as the hotel staff swiftly transformed the entire venue. Within ten minutes, the plain banquet hall had been upgraded to full luxury. Yuna, wide-eyed like she’d never seen anything so grand, gasped again and again, pulling out her phone to record everything and post it on her social feed.

Soon, her posts were flooded with comments. “Where is this?” This kind of setup was something only the ultra-rich could afford. Even sneaking in for a photo would be worth bragging about for years.

But the replies came in fast, filled with scorn. “Fake photos from the internet. You’ll never be more than wannabes.” “Oscar doesn’t even have a job. How the hell could he afford something like this for Yunice? Quit lying.”

As the hate and ridicule piled up in the comments, Yuna’s face twisted with anger. Fearing Yunice would see it and get upset, she simply turned the comments off.