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My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband[ENGLISH] Chapter 68. Disappointment
Miley’s POVIt was lunchtime, and Clifford and I decided to eat in the office. We had food delivered from the cafeteria, and now we were sitting across from each other on the couch, with the dishes laid out on the center table between us.He ate heartily, as though famished, while I quietly watched him. My body still ached from what we had done earlier. I couldn’t even count how many times it happened.“Hey, what’s wrong? Don’t you like the food? Do you want me to order something else?” he asked, one question after another, concern etched in his voice.I set down my utensils and sighed. “I—I want to ask you something,” I began, taking another deep breath for courage.He put down his fork and knife, took a sip of water, and dabbed his lips with a napkin. Then he nodded, his gaze fixed on me with quiet intensity. “What is it? Is there a problem?” he asked gently.I shook my head, keeping my eyes on him. I wanted to see his reaction to what I was about to say. “W-What if… what would you
My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband[ENGLISH] Chapter 67. Office S*x
Clifford’s POVThe sun blazed outside, while silence filled the office. Despite the crisis we were facing, work still had to be done—me as the CEO, and Millicent as my secretary. One thing I was grateful for was that by having her as my secretary, I could keep her by my side.I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she focused on typing in front of her monitor. She seemed composed after discovering what had happened to Cara, but I only hoped she wasn’t hiding her pain from me. I wanted to be with her when the worst came.“Mr. CEO, the work won’t get done if you keep staring at me all day,” she teased with a pout, shooting me a quick glance. Only then did I blink. How long had I been watching her, ignoring the stack of papers sitting untouched in front of me?“I know I’m beautiful… and sexy. But let’s finish our work first before we do anything else,” she added, a playful smirk curving her lips.I stood and walked over to her, placing my hands on her shoulders before leaning down close to h
My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband[ENGLISH] Chapter 66. Makeup, Make Love
Miley’s POV“I didn’t leave for a business trip,” Clifford began calmly, his fingers stroking my hair with quiet tenderness.He was leaning against the headboard, while I rested my head on his chest. I could hear the steady thud of his heartbeat, so close, so strong—matching the uneven rhythm of mine. My tears had long since dried, but the heaviness in my chest lingered.I didn’t respond to his confession. I had no energy left to argue. My body and soul felt completely drained.“I went after the people responsible for Cara’s death,” he continued. “I wanted to make them pay.”That made me sit up, my curiosity suddenly pushing through the haze of sorrow. My eyes searched his face, desperate for answers. Then, slowly, he began unbuttoning his dress shirt. My breath caught when he revealed his shoulder, wrapped in blood-stained bandages.Guilt flooded me instantly, drowning out my anger. I reached out without thinking, letting my palm hover over his wound before gently pressing against it
My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband[ENGLISH] Chapter 65. Remembering Cara
Miley’s POVAfter finally pulling myself together, I decided to step out. I can’t hide here forever.The moment I walked into the living room, I froze. They were still there—Mr. and Mrs. Ramirez, sitting exactly where I had last seen them. But this time, Clifford was with them. Standing tall beside them.Mrs. Ramirez was quietly crying now. No wails—just broken, muffled sobs and the occasional sharp intake of breath.Clifford’s eyes flicked toward me. For a brief second, our gazes locked, and I caught a glimpse of the exhaustion etched on his face. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, his shoulders heavy with a burden I couldn’t yet name. He was still wearing the suit I had laid out for him before he left.“When… when did the accident happen?” Mrs. Ramirez asked between sobs.Clifford tore his gaze away from me and turned back to her. “Almost two weeks ago, Hilda.”My throat tightened. “W-When exactly?” I blurted out, my voice cracking.Clifford lowered his head, unable to meet my eyes. Be
My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband[ENGLISH] Chapter 64. Cara's Death
Miley’s POVI paced back and forth beside my desk, gripping my phone tightly. I had called Clifford countless times, but it always went straight to voicemail. My worry only grew heavier with every unanswered attempt, but beyond that was the embarrassment of knowing Cara’s parents had been waiting in the office for far too long.Taking a deep breath, I decided to go back inside. The truth was, I didn’t even know why they were here, but something about their presence unsettled me. They hadn’t smiled once, and the somber look on their faces felt suffocating.Forcing a small, uncertain smile, I greeted them. “Good afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Ramirez. I’m Millicent Evangelista, Mr. Alfonso’s secretary. I would like to apologize because he won’t be able to see you today. He’s—”“We need to hear his explanation for our daughter’s death! Do everything you can to reach him,” Mrs. Ramirez snapped, her voice laced with grief and fury.“I told you we won’t find your brother here. Let’s just head stra
My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband[ENGLISH] Chapter 63. Uneasy
Miley’s POVThe moment the call ended, my brows furrowed. I hadn’t realized Clifford had already hung up on me. The last tone of his voice before the line went dead—confused, rushed, and as if he was hiding something. And I couldn’t ignore the sound of his heavy breathing.I set my phone down on the table, but my hand wouldn’t stay still. A strange unease crept into my chest, as though something was wrong.I drew a deep breath and tried to shift my focus to the papers he had left in his office—contracts, reports, and stacks of documents scattered before me. I tried to drown my thoughts in the scratch of the ballpen gliding across the paper, anything to quiet the tightness building inside me.But the longer I tried, the worse it became. Every tick of the wall clock thundered in my ears. He’s just busy… maybe he’s handling something important, I whispered to myself. Yet no matter how much I tried to convince myself, the heaviness in my chest would not ease.My gaze slid back to the phon
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