บททั้งหมดของ Married to Lover's Uncle: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

“Daddy!” Belva immediately got down from the dining table.Smith seemed to narrow his eyes at Belva and Elmer.Belva was about to approach Smith, hugging him to channel her longing.However, it wasn't a hug that Belva got, but a hard slap.Elmer widened his eyes, glared angrily, grabbed Belva's shoulders."Why did you slap Belva? Did he do something wrong?” Elmer's tone sounded like he was holding back anger at this time."Shut up El, you don't know anything. Don't interfere in my family matters!" Smith confirmed to Elmer.Smith looked back at Belva, “Listen to me. Starting today, starting this second, you are no longer my daughter, you are no longer part of the Smith family, there are no inheritance rights, let alone assets and wealth in your name. I removed you from the family card. So don't ever dream, let alone try to come home and call me papa while your attitude is still embarrassing like that. Do you know!" Smith snapped loudly which only made Elmer tighten his jaw even more.I

Belva feels trapped in the presence of Elmer who is always with her and monitors her at all times. Elmer's possessive, protective, and jealous attitude often makes it difficult for Belva to breathe a sigh of relief. Elmer is not only a protective man, but also has a volatile temperament, making Belva have to think hard about how to keep Elmer from sticking to his side. Just like now, when Elmer drove him to the hotel where Jonan was staying, Belva was frustrated.When they arrived at the hotel, Belva tried to keep her tone calm. "Uncle, wait a minute here. I just want to see Jonan for a while, after that I'll be back," he said, hoping that Elmer would understand and give him space.However, Elmer only raised one side of his eyebrows, his gaze sharp and full of suspicion. "Why if I come along?" he asked in a flat, cold tone, and Belva couldn't answer as quickly as he wanted. Before he had time to protest, Elmer had already gotten out of the car first. He walked around and opened the do

That morning Belva found Elmer already dressed in his work suit, even though he usually waited for Belva and Olaf to come down for breakfast together."Do you have sudden business, Uncle?" Belva asked as she handed him a glass of water.Elmer smiled faintly, kissing Belva's forehead briefly as usual, but his eyes weren't fully present. "There are some things I need to take care of today. Please look after Olaf for me."Belva nodded even though her brow furrowed slightly. There was something different about the way Elmer spoke this morning — too careful, as if he were holding something back.Meanwhile, Elmer's car sped toward an old building on the outskirts of the city, once the office of the Santonio Foundation before it was relocated after his father's death. The building was no longer used as an office, only minimally maintained by an elderly woman named Mrs. Ratih, a former caretaker who had once worked directly under Elmer's father."Young Elmer?" Mrs. Ratih was startled to see E

Belva sat frozen, still holding her phone after the call with Elmer ended. His question had felt strange, too urgent to be mere curiosity. Something was being hidden, and her instincts—as a mother and as a woman who had once been betrayed—put her on guard.She looked at Olaf, who was happily drawing at his desk, then decided to call Jonan."Belva? What's up?" Jonan's voice sounded as usual, warm and easygoing."Jonan, I need to ask you something. Seriously," Belva said, her tone firm. "Why did you give Olaf the last name Docarlo? You said it was for protection, but protection from whom? Why did it have to be your own family name?"There was a pause on the other end. Long enough that Belva almost asked if the call had dropped."Belva," Jonan's voice finally came, far more serious than usual this time, "sit down first. This isn't a conversation I can explain over the phone.""Jonan, don't stall. What's really going on?" Belva pressed, her heart pounding erratically.Jonan let out a long

The drive to the hospital felt like it lasted centuries for Belva. She sat in the passenger seat of Elmer's car, gripping the bag on her lap tightly, her mind swirling with anger, confusion, and a fear she couldn't quite explain."How could he say Yunita's name?" Belva muttered quietly, more to herself than to Elmer. "How could Smith possibly know my birth mother's name?"Elmer gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes fixed on the road but his mind full of the same questions. "Maybe he knew everything from the start, Belva. Maybe he wasn't just involved in your father's company takeover — maybe he was the one who planned it all."Belva closed her eyes, trying to hold back the tears pressing to fall. "I don't know what to feel. I hate him for everything he's done to me all this time. But somehow, hearing that he collapsed and said my name before passing out... I'm still worried.""That's natural," Elmer said gently, his hand briefly reaching over to hold Belva's before returning to