All Chapters of Seducing My Ex Boyfriends’ Uncle: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

She was big, I mean, she was close to eleven years old now. My heart skipped a beat, and I looked around at the thought of Clinton being near.“I came with the guards, it's Dad's birthday tomorrow,” she said, realizing how I looked around. I had tears in my eyes, seeing her was not expected.“Can--can I hug you?” I didn't know how she would respond.“Ye–yes,” she also stuttered. She shakingly lifted her arms, and we hugged. She had grown so tall that her head reached my chin.“You are so big,” I said as we pulled away.“Yes, Daddy says I am big now. Mommy, why did you leave us?”“You will not understand,” I said and wiped away the tears that escaped my eyes.“I will understand. Did Daddy do something? Why did you not tell us we could talk to him?” She was nearly crying.“Please don't cry, because if you do, Mommy will also cry,” I said, and a sad smile appeared on her lips.“I'm not a baby anymore, you need to tell me what happened,” she insisted.“You need to understand that parents g

I fixed my hair and awkwardly looked at Jun. He was mad at me for rejecting him last night, and I knew he would not forgive me now.“And who the fuck are you, and why are you forcing yourself on my wife?” He turned to Clinton, who glared at him.“So she was not lying. I have a question for you, though, how did you end up marrying a woman already married?”“What the fuck are you talking about?” Jun was confused, I couldn't bring myself to say a word.“So you didn't even know? What a pity,” Clinton mocked.“I see, you're the ex-husband,” Jun said mockingly and took steps towards Clinton, who was cleaning his lips with his palms. “The audacity of coming here just when you heard she was back, you thought she was single, or did you come here to test me?” Jun was ready to fight, but Clinton refused to back down. As he faced Jun, they looked like they were about to skin each other alive. I couldn't let that happen.“Clinton, you need to leave now.”“So this is the man you married, I still won

“Hi Jessica, it is Layla, I talked to the producer about you, and he wants to offer you the female lead role.” I sat on the bed, and my eyes moved while reading the text. "But you have to meet him to convince him, it's a big deal, and he's hesitant. He's attending a party, and I know the address. Let me know if you're interested, and I will send you the address." My heart was beating fast. I knew this was a big deal, but I couldn't afford to leave my sister. I left Loren's room and headed to the kitchen, my eyes fixed on my phone's screen. I dialed the unknown number.“Jessica, I was about to call you,” she said when she picked up.“Hi Layla, how are you?”“I'm good, and you, how is Chris? How is your sister?”“I'm good, Chris—never mind, my sister is the reason I called,” I said, raising my shoulder so it could hold my phone, and I bent down to take the champagne from the fridge. I needed a drink before I could lose my mind.“Did something happen to her?” she panicked.“No, I mean, C

“Sophia?” I could not believe my eyes. I haven't seen her since that night when she hugged my ex-husband.“Yes, are you surprised to see me?” She asked and took steps toward me. I was still watching her in the mirror. I breathed in to calm myself down. Sophia has never intimidated me, and I won't let her start now.“What are you doing here?” I asked, I didn't expect to see her. “How can you ask about my presence here when it's my party? I should be asking you, are you here to try and seduce my man?” She accused me, and I turned to face her. The word ‘seduce my man,' made my nerves shiver, but I still refused to show it.“Excuse me?”“Yes, I mean, why else are you here? I don't even know why I'm surprised. I should expect that from you, you're a stripper after all.” She eyed me with disgust.“I won't let you insult me, and yes, I was a stripper, not anymore,” I said. I didn't want her to think she intimidated me.“Once a thief always a thief, it's the same thing. Anyway, it's good you'

“That does not answer my question, what am I doing here?” I asked. I was confused about how or why he decided to kidnap me when he was about to marry Sophia.“This is what I should have done years ago, I'm sure you could not have escaped then,” he said, setting me free. I jumped off the bed and stood to my feet. I looked around and realized we were in a hotel room. “So now what? You'll call my husband and show him pictures of us in a hotel, right?” I asked and looked down at my clothes. I realized he had changed me, as I was no longer in a dress but oversized pajamas.“I don't need to, you're my wife, or have you forgotten that?” he said, standing up. I rolled my eyes at the audacity. I ran to the door with intentions to escape but found the door locked.“Open the door, I want to leave,” I demanded, and he smirked. “If you don't open this door, I will scream and tell them you kidnapped me.” I threatened, but it didn't seem to move him, as he instead took the telephone and turned to me