Lahat ng Kabanata ng EX BOYFRIEND’S UNCLE CONTRACTED WIFE: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Gavin’s POV“You’ll do no such thing!” I interjected, my voice a measured growl that barely masked the anger simmering underneath me.“Watch and see,” Candace smirked. “We are only at the beginning of our business deal, Mr. Pierre, let’s meet up more often.”“I refuse your offer.” “I doubt that you can, Gavin.” Candace replied, her voice smooth and unwavering, almost taunting. “I care about your company too, don’t test me. It’s an advice.”She rose from the table, her red dress tight on her body like a second skin. “By the way,” she added, “I’m not the only one hoping for your marriage to fail.”Her words hung in the air like a grey cloud. They are people hoping for my marriage to fail? I thought inwardly. Following her subtle nod, I my head looked over my shoulders to find that guy… Greg or whatever tracing a line on Jessie’s face.I jolted up, too upset to watch anymore. As I stormed out of the diner, I could tell the look in Candace face. It was that triumphant smirk— one a pre

My grip on my purse weakened, my heart dropped, racing slightly."What does he want?" I managed to ask. Did he already find out I was with Greg? Was he stalking me?! Tracking my every move? "It must be about work, don't worry about it.""You can come with me if...""No," I replied quickly, "I still have a lot of things to do at the office," I lied.As Greg entered his car, I swallowed with the urge to say, "Please don't tell him I'm here." Instead, I stood there, frozen, watching his car gradually disappear from sight.A strange chill crept over me, and I couldn't shake the feeling that everything was happening too fast.I was mistaken, there was no thrill in defying Gavin. It felt like I was asking for his wrath instead. That I could handle, but what if he extended his wrath to Greg? I mean, he was the devil of Darion Town for a reason.I took out my phone, pacing around restlessly. My hand hovered over the screen.Finally determined, I clicked on his number. Gavin's POVMy phon

Note:For better character development and story flow, I will now be using third POV for this story. Thanks for understanding!Chapter 35After the wedding— after the luxurious wedding ceremony uniting Gavin Pierre and Jessie Ford— their lives became public property.The wedding didn’t just announce their union, it invited hated hateful eyes into their home. Candace had been divorced three months ago, and you know what they say about divorces; it hurts the one who loved the most, and in this case, Candace loved most. Watching Gavin stand in his beautiful garden with the woman who tore them apart, bitterness and loneliness came pouring back. LIt struck her then— she wasn’t going to sit idle as she thought. In fact, she would be very busy— busy tearing them apart just as Jessie had done to her five years ago.Although Candace knew it wouldn’t be easy— Gavin loved Jessie, and he wouldn’t let her go easily— her plans were strengthened by Greg Benedict. She had seen him at dinner, pin

Jess found her way to her mother’s hospital room after saying goodbye to Greg. The familiar scent of antiseptic and beeping from machines filled the air as she stepped in. Though her mother was still unconscious, the doctors assured her that she would alright. Jess ran her fingers lightly across the bed’s edge, watching the faint rise and fall of her mother’s chest.As she went over to the counter to settle the bills, the nurse gave her a soft smile. “Your husband already paid ma’am.” Jess stood, too stunned to speak. Gavin’s hurt expression flashed through her mind and a lump formed in her chest, bringing tears welled up her eyes.“Is everything alright, dear?” Uncle Sam’s voice broke her thoughts.“Yes uncle,” she answered quickly, wiping the tears that had bean to fall.Uncle Sam nodded even though he didn’t believe her. Offering her a bottle of water, he said, “You look pale, Jess. I will take care of her, you go back home and rest.”Jessie turned to Uncle Sam, on some other

On that fateful day, the very day she left Gavin’s home, Ryan kept calling her, pestering her, texting her to meet up.She had ignored them all. She didn’t want to meet with him. If anything, she wanted him to vanish from her life. But Ryan persisted, calling like she was owing him. Finally, she answered and gave him a place to meet.“He did what?!” Gavin exploded, his voice thundering the quiet house.“He… uh… proposed in a grand style,” Jessie repeated, as if the words themselves could express the embarrassment she felt that day.“When I walked into that fancy restaurant, it was decorated with a proposal theme, and I thought it was for someone else, instead he knelt down and proposed in front of every one.”Gavin could not believe his ears. He had not expected that Ryan would make good his threat, yet he couldn’t also ignore the gnawing omen in his mind that there was a reason for his behavior. “I was so embarrassed." Jess continued, "People started taking pictures of us and cheer