All Chapters of Betrayed By My Ex: I Married His Uncle: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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101 - afraid Sinclair might be the father

Cassandra’s POV The car slowed to a stop in front of the hospital, I glanced at the towering building. It was the same hospital Rebecca worked at but Becky worked the night shift. My chest tightened for reasons I couldn’t fully explain staring at the building. My palms were secretly getting sweaty. "We have arrived. Alaric reminded me as if I couldn't see the building. He probably said it, seeing I hadn't moved an inch since we arrived. I hadn’t expected to feel like this. "Give me a moment," I muttered without much explanation. He only hummed understandingly Alaric was already out of the car by the time I unbuckled my seatbelt, opening my door without asking. I hesitated for a second before placing my hand in his. His grip was firm and grounding, as he had already decided this was happening whether I was ready or not. The word pregnant echoed in my mind as we walked in. It had been 7 weeks and I still cringed at the word like my mind hadn't accepted the idea yet.

102 - Jealous wife

Alaric’s POVThe ride back was silent. Too silent, I could hear my breath and noticed the number of times she sighed since we left the hospital. She sighed again making it the 8th time. My gaze trailed her; she didn't even notice. She was buried deep in her thoughts.The city blurred past the window but Cassandra hadn’t reacted to anything since we left the hospital. No sarcasm or biting remarks or a casual statement in the fleeting moment. Not even a distracted glance at her phone. She was lost in her thoughts, I noticed the subtle changes since the ultrasound. She looked like she was about to cry. All I could deduce was that whatever was bothering her was the pregnancy Her gaze was locked straight ahead like her thoughts were somewhere far away, trapped on that screen we’d left behind.She hadn’t even flinched when the driver hit a bump. That was when I knew. She was spiraling. It bothered me more than it should. I wondered what was going on in that pretty head of hers.

103 - A kiss under the snow

Alaric’s POV Temptation has never felt so sweet, I remembered exactly how they felt from our very first kiss. She was tipsy then. It made me wonder what it would take her to kiss without being under the influence. Her fingers were still curled around the edges of the scarf, knuckles pale against the dark fabric. She hadn’t realised she was doing it. Or maybe she had and didn’t care. Either way, she didn’t let go.We stood there too close. I was bent over reaching her level, her hazel eyes were staring at me unblinking. Lips slightly parted, her breath visible in the cold. The snow fell thicker now, lazy flakes drifting down like the world had decided to slow just for us. Streetlights cast a soft glow over everything, turning the pavement silver. Our breaths mingled in the cold, faint clouds of mist forming and dissolving between us, as if even the air couldn’t decide where it belonged.She looked up at me, not really. She was lost in my mind, probably wondering why we w

104 - The fortune teller

Cassandra’s POV The noodle bowl was spicy. It was so hot that my eyes were tearing up on the spot. I was tempted to cry but I forced myself to swallow before glancing at Alaric He was pretty calm, I wondered if he could bear the spice. I just wanted him to give up first then I could laugh at him. So despite my burning mouth, or teary eyes and the fact I could feel the spice on my face I took another bite with the chopstick By the time I was managing to chew my second bite, he was on his 3rd. I tried hard to continue to the next, but I could barely take the next bite when the peppery sensation hit me hard on my tongue. I literally had to rush for the bottle of water. My face was completely red and I was fanning my tongue. It was on fire. I heard a soft scoff, drawing my attention to Alaric, who was still eating with a calm expression. He had only taken a few sips of water. I was dumbfounded. "How are you doing that?" I couldn't help but ask staring at him

105 - Black signifies danger

Cassandra’s POV Alaric’s gaze narrowed at her. I was dumbfounded. Was he really taking this con artist's words seriously? My lips parted then closed. I didn't know what to say ..I thought he was smarter than this. The lady smiled successfully, getting Alaric's attention. "You may pick your cards or do you prefer to pick them privately?" He asked, waving over the cards. Alaric's brows were knitted together like he was in deep thought. I never imagined he was this susceptible to a scam like this. "I don't mind," he said plainly, picking 3 cards. Alaric sighed and then reached forward to pick three cards without hesitation, laying them facedown in a neat row between us. For a moment no one spoke. The fortune teller just stared at the cards until she released a heavy sigh.The fortune teller’s fingers hovered over them for a moment. Her silver rings glinted in the candlelight, before she turned them one by one. The first card was flipped, Past: The Lovers stan

106 - the fallout

Cassandra’s POV I froze at that moment unable to process everything that was going on. It was just a chaotic cocktail of screams...I almost lost my balance Chaos didn't break out first. The entire street went silent. Completely still for a moment, like everyone was trying to process someone just died in one of the most gory ways ever before us. For half a second after her body hit the windscreen, there wasn't a single sound aside from the echo of her last cry mixed with the screeching sounds of tyres. As the incoming cars came to a stop. Then everything rushed back all at once. The first person to react was the little girl from earlier, who was standing in front of the restaurant entrance holding her dog Her scream pierced through the night snapping everyone. "Mummy, someone just died," she screamed, half-crying, then chaos ensued all at once. People screamed. Someone dropped a phone, too stunned to react. A man shouted for help. A car horn blared nonstop, trapped and pani

107 - a brat's tantrum

Cassandra’s POV I felt a headache blooming at the back of my head. You've got to be fucking kidding me now. I clutched Alaric's shirt. I honestly couldn't handle Priscilla's drama right now. Alaric drew in a deep breath. "What do you mean she isn't back?" He asked calmly. He was too calm for the situation. Gregory shrank under Alaric’s gaze, "We haven’t heard any word from the lady the entire day," he explained, picking his words carefully. "I couldn't reach her directly ,so I called her school ,and I was informed Priscilla had not gone to school today either. " Alaric hissed under his breath. He took a detour heading for the living room instead of the bedroom. He stopped at a couch and lowered me there, helping me take a seat. I was still a bit drowsy from sleep. I grabbed my head feeling a slight headache on my forehead. I hissed out in pain. "Sorry.." Alaric muttered before glancing at a maid who was standing close by. "Get her a

108 - She snapped

Cassandra’s POV I stared at Priscilla watching the police officer drag her from the patrol vehicle while she fought like a wild cat. The air around Alaric felt heavier, my lung felt laboured trying to breathe. “Don’t you dare drag me!” Priscilla screamed, kicking wildly as the officer tried to steady her. Alaric’s gaze was staring keenly on her, his face was darkHer mascara was smeared down her cheeks, her hair a tangled mess, her school blazer hanging off one shoulder like she didn’t care who saw her like this. Yes she was 14 and already putting on make up. The cold didn’t seem to touch her at all. She looked furious and pretty feral Alaric’s fist clenched and unclenched. He was seething in anger and I felt the pressure. Priscilla was stopped a few steps away from us by the side of the first police officer. The officer tightened his grip on her arm when she tried to twist free. “Easy, miss. You’re not helping yourself.” "I said let go of me.. " she struggled then glance

109 - Something is off

Cassandra’s POV It was annoying that the brat made me lose my temper, and Alaric thinks we can get along. I scoffed at the thought, I didn't bother about what happened next.. I had to leave before I did something I was going to regret. "Bring my meal to my room.." I informed a maid before storming upstairs rushing to the bedroom. I have no idea how Alaric handled Priscilla in the end. He didn't return to the bedroom until it was pretty late. By then, I was already ready to go to bed after a long day. The door was pushed open just as I was about to switch off the bedside lamp. He closed the door and just stared. "I apologise for what she said..." he muttered. "I didn't know she was like this. I really don't have an excuse for her behaviour. It was my shortcomings. " I didn't answer him and went ahead to switch off the lamp before slipping under the duvet.... I heard his footsteps draw towards the bed until he stopped, his presence looming over me. "

110.- slut

Cassandra’s POV I was fuming at this point. What the hell was going on? Did someone spread nasty rumours about me? My heart started to slam against my chest. My palms were already getting sweaty...I didn’t have time for subtleties. I slammed my hand down on Theresa’s desk, making the papers jump and fly around. “What’s going on?” I demanded, my voice sharp.Theresa jumped, her fingers fumbling over the papers in front of her. “ I can't talk about...it,” she stammered, her eyes flitting nervously toward the floor. "Talk about what?" I demanded. She averted her eyes nervously, tucking her hair behind her ears.My fingers curled against the edge of the desk as my stomach began to twist. A cold knot tightened in my chest. I didn’t like this. I really didn’t like this feeling. The way people were still sneaking glances in my direction, pretending to be busy, whispering the second they thought I wasn’t looking.Something was defined incorrectly. A terrible thought crossed my mind.D

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