บททั้งหมดของ One Nightstand With My Ex's Uncle : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

11EMILY’S POV.I trudged on the road like a lifeless being. It had been too much shock for me to handle all at once.The gentle night breeze blew strands of my hair softly across my face, but I didn’t even bother brushing them away. I couldn’t feel my heart beating. It felt like it had stopped beating.What did I want to do? Did I wish to cry? Run? Curse, and scream?Everything about the night had been traumatizing…John’s Uncle, smashing the heirloom John was so protective of, becoming entrapped by him, and being treated like trash…At first, he had been so hurtful by telling me cheating was what every man did. He didn’t even sound genuine with his apology. He had sounded like I was overreacting.Then the stranger I had slept with had walked in, and he had turned out to be John’s Uncle. How could such a young man be his Uncle? How could I have slept with him?How could I have slept with a relative of John’s!?I dug my hands through my hair, as I walked on the road. Doomed. That was

EMILY’S POV.I left John’s house after he said all he wanted to, and stopped at a café, to drink a little coffee. I didn’t know what next to do.Maybe I really had to move in because I couldn’t see myself begging John. My pride would never allow it. What made matters worse was that we were going to move to the family house. Had it been it were at his house, then I didn’t have to see anyone.The only time I’d see him would be when I was working. After that, I’d stay in other places he didn’t frequent, but at the main building, it was going to be really… not chaotic, like a real chaotic house was, but chaotic to me, who was used to living alone.After sipping coffee, and envying the people, who were having the fun of their lives without any worries, I decided to leave, and stop assuming things.Their lives may not be as perfect as I thought it was.Everyone had problems, and there was always someone with a bigger problem. I decided to be positive. There was someone dying in the hospital

15EMILY’S POV.The dresses I saw were all beautiful, and I saw for the first time how truly wealthy John was. Katie picked out dresses, suits, blazers, and heels without looking at the price tags. I saw the price of a red blazer dress she bought, and almost choked.Anything she felt would suit me, she threw into the cart, regardless of the price. It was actually crazy. I could see why a lot of girls had envied me back in school. I had never really sat down to think of how wealthy John was because I was determined on getting wealthy myself, and promoting my designs.“You’d look beautiful in this. I’d be blinded.” I heard John say to Katie. I didn’t hear her reply, but knew she gave one.It made me uncomfortable knowing I was the one who used to hear all those cringey catchphrases, but I pretended to be immersed in a dress in front of me.John kept on flattering Katie, and I couldn’t tell if he wanted me to hear, or was really taken by Katie.When I had fought him, he had told me he’d

17EMILY’S POV.The dinner was an intense one for me, with the family not wasting time to hint at me not being good enough, especially the children.In fact, the adults hinted at Katie being the better option, by complimenting her beauty, smooth skills, eloquence, and calmness, although they never said it out loud that they were comparing her to me.It was what I ought to know since I wasn’t a fool.“Katie’s so sweet with the knife.” Derel said, staring at her in awe, as she cut up a strong piece of meat for him, and she smiled, giving him a little bow.“I like how she’s mysterious. I’ll totally want her for a… uh, what’s John to me?” Sadie asked, and everyone laughed.“He’s your cousin, darling.” Her father replied.“And what’s my cousin’s wife to me?” She asked.“I think the answer is your cousin’s wife.” Derel replied, looking like he doubted his own words.“It’s Cousin-in-law.” Jude corrected quietly.“My smart beauty.” Lady Genevieve said calmly, and for the first time that night

19EMILY’S POV.The next time I opened my eyes, the suns rays were playing on my face through the open window.“Good morning, ma’am.” I heard a maid say, and tilted my head upwards, slightly to look at her.“What happened?” I asked, and she came to my bedside.“You fainted, and we had to rush you to the hosoital. The doctor said you had outdone yourself, and were being stressed physically, mentally, and emotionally.” She said, and I groaned.“Who said I was struggling mentally and emotionally? Did he open up the walls of my mind to see? Is he a psychologist? I was completely fine yesterday morning, until I began to work like I had twenty maids imbued in me.” I snapped, and she smiled.I didn’t want John thinking in the least that he managed to get a reaction from me, or that anything he was doing was getting to me. He had decided to torture me, and proclaim us as enemies. There was no way I could show my weakness no matter how hurt, sad, depressed, and defeated I felt.“The doctor sai