All Chapters of My Ex's Uncle Is My Husband[ENGLISH]: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Miley's POV.Night had deepened, but I couldn’t sleep. I was restless after Horacio’s threat that he would come back. I kept thinking about Mickey, wondering if she’d called the number I gave her.I’d been pacing around the room when I decided to go to the door. I tried to turn the lock and, as if by a miracle, it opened. I smiled faintly and peered through the narrow gap.When I saw no one, I eased the door open and stepped out slowly. My heart hammered so hard I felt like it would burst from my chest. I moved cautiously, alert to everything around me.I kept walking until I saw the elevator lights on and sensed someone inside. I froze, unsure what to do. I scanned for hiding places but found none, so I had no choice but to run back inside, close the door, and lock it.A moment later I heard the lock click. I tried the doorknob again, but it wouldn’t budge.“Shit!” I hit the door in frustration and pressed my forehead against it, closing my eyes.Maybe I hadn’t latched it properly be

Clifford’s POVHoracio’s house greeted me like a small palace. The interior was brilliantly lit. From where I stood I could see the large crystal chandelier hanging over the center of the office. It was strange—I hadn’t encountered a single one of his men.I slid into the shadows along the wall and scanned my surroundings. I had to stay sharp; they could be hiding and waiting for me to walk right into the lion’s den. Sweat tracked down my forehead and along the side of my face from the tension, and I decided to look for an alternate route.I’d forgotten to ask Chanda about the layout. The place felt like a maze. My stomach still felt weak—empty except for the alcohol Chanda had slipped me.I crept along the side of Horacio’s mansion. It was so huge that my circuit felt endless. At last I reached what I thought was the back door. Light spilled from there, but I quickly ducked behind thick foliage when an armed man stepped out. He glanced around, checking for anyone, and when he saw no

Chanda’s POV“We saw Aurelius’s group before we got here. Why are they here too?” Gustav asked from behind me.We’d just emerged from under the bridge and were now making our way toward the mansion. Some of his men had split off to help locate Miley and Clifford more quickly.“I used him as bait—so Horacio’s attention wouldn’t be focused on us alone. Besides, he’s our enemy too. If they end up killing each other, it’s a win-win for us,” I replied.I heard Gustav chuckle, so I glanced at him. “I know I’m smart,” I said with a shrug, grinning at him.“The hell you are—” He didn’t get to finish. Enemies suddenly appeared in front of us and opened fire. I froze, caught off guard, and if Gustav hadn’t yanked me out of the way, I’d already be lying dead on the ground.“Sh*t! What’s wrong with you, Chanda? Why are you just standing there? Are you hurt? Did you get hit?” His tone was harsh, but beneath it, I could hear the worry.“I—I’m sorry,” I murmured, still dazed.“Just stay behind me,”

Chanda’s POVIt felt like slow motion as Gustav collapsed onto the cold mansion tiles. He’d been shot in the left shoulder.Two of his men reacted quickly and returned fire. They killed one of the attackers, but the other ran off. I dropped to my knees beside him. I didn’t know why, but tears suddenly streamed down my face—they just welled up and fell.“G-Gustav, a-are you okay?” I asked, voice full of worry. I didn’t even know how to touch him. I tried to feel for the wound a few times but kept pulling my hand away from fear.“Pfft. Why are you crying? It’s not near your guts,” he said, smirking as if he enjoyed the sight of me.“But it’s close to your heart. Why are you laughing? Do you find this funny? And why did you take that bullet for me?” I wiped my tears roughly and glared at him.He laughed again, then winced from the pain. “I didn’t know you looked good when you cry and snap at people,” he joked.“Stop messing around or I’ll shoot you again myself,” I muttered as I helped h

Chanda’s POV“Ma’am Chanda!”I stopped running when I heard Vin calling from behind me. When I turned around, I saw him supporting Gustav, who looked completely out of it.“Clifford! Go ahead—get to the rooftop!” I shouted. He froze and looked back at us, hesitation written all over his face as his eyes landed on Gustav. He was about to return when I raised my hand, signaling him to stop.“I’ll take care of him. Go find Miley!”When he still didn’t move, I yelled again, “Go, Clifford!”Left with no choice, he took off running upstairs, while I went back to Vin and Gustav, who had already stopped walking.“What happened?” I asked Vin, keeping my eyes on Gustav, whose eyelids were barely open.“I don’t know. He just slowed down all of a sudden, and when I looked, he was already like this,” Vin explained, worry in his tone.“I’ll handle this. Follow Clifford to the rooftop,” I ordered.“A-Are you sure, Ma’am Chanda?” he asked uncertainly.“I said go,” I snapped.He obeyed, though he kept