Lahat ng Kabanata ng Betrayed By My Ex: I Married His Uncle: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

Cassandra’s POV I didn't glance at Sinclair as the car drove, my chest felt heavy for unknown reasons. I didn't understand his behaviour from the day the wedding was cancelled. He kept on acting like I was the one who hurt him when he was the bastard fucking my sister behind my back My back leaned against the chair and I closed my eyes trying to relax as the car drove down the road. I tried to relax myrelaxed after a long day. The car arrived at the hillside estate after a long drive. From the windows, I could see the lit windows filled with lights pouring out. The door was pulled open and I stepped out The crisp winter air welcomed me, and I shuddered a bit. The winter has been getting colder by the day. It was evening, the orange hue of sunset had already started to spread in the blue sky, making the villa look more alluring. I stood outside the villa for a while, who had also gotten out looked worried. "Is anything the matter madam?" He asked politely, drawing my atte

Alaric’s POV “Brother-in-law… could you spare me a moment?” a sickly sweet voice chimed. Her tone was so sweet it made my stomach flip. I still didn't bother glancing at her. I was definitely not in the mood for whatever games she wanted to play. My eyes drifted to Nathan. "Get the car ready. We are leaving soon." I said with a calm tone. Completely ignoring the bug that wasn't worth a second glance. Nathan was a bit startled but quickly understood. "Yes sir..." he nodded understandingly. I continued towards my office but some people didn't know how to take a hint. She ran towards the door and stood blocking it. My way. There was this fiery defiant look in her eyes that reminded me of Cassandra. That only made my mood worse. Whom did she think she was standing in my way? Her sharp Hazel eyes stared back at me. "Just spare me a listening ear. It won't look good on the Von Duvall family that you treat your wife's family as trash." She boldly said and everyone held their breath

Cassandra’s POV “And if I don’t accept?” she asked quietly I turned to face her fully. “Then we’ll wait for Alaric to return.” The silence stretched. Priscilla stared at me head-on. I honestly thought I had been able to get the message straight to her But boy was I wrong. Teenagers were very difficult to handle especially rich brats like Priscilla. Despite everything, Priscilla refused to talk. She stood in front of me with her chin tipped up and her arms folded tightly across her chest, every muscle in her body rigid with defiance. Her glare burned straight through me as if she had already decided she’d won whatever battle she thought we were fighting. “You’re making things up,” she muttered coldly. “So what if I was at a tattoo parlour?” she sneered her eyes turned sharper. The casual tone didn’t fool me. My lips curled slightly, not amused, just tired. “Then why are you nervous?” I asked quietly. The way she reacted earlier confirmed my suspicions already but I gue

Cassandra’s POVPriscilla was really up to no good. It was a hunch, but I didn't expect it to be true. My grip curled on the edges of the curtains as I watched her figure, dressed in black, sneak across the garden.Alaric didn't seem pleased for obvious reasons. He stepped back from the window. I heard him instruct someone to follow her."I am going after her," he said. My brows furrowed. He looked exhausted and now he had to handle this. My gaze lingered on his tired face that was framed by the outside light in the dark room."You should go to bed early," he added and didn't bother to wait for my reply when he started moving towards the door. I clenched my fists before running after him. He paused on hearing footsteps running after him.He glanced over with a brow arched. "You are not thinking of coming over." That wasn't a question. He didn't want me following him, but I wanted to come."I want to." His brows twitched, then he bowed his head, sighing and rubbing his temples."You kn

Alaric’s POV The cartel boss did not answer immediately. The offer was too tempting and a bit absurd, yet I was willing to walk into danger. Suspicion flickered across his face as he studied me from head to toe, weighing risk against reward. I could almost hear the calculation turning behind his eyes. He did not trust easily, considering his career path, but greed was always the downfall of men. “You really think I’m stupid enough to refuse that?” he muttered at last, his voice rough with disbelief. “The mighty Von Duvall walking straight into my hands. That is a bigger prize than this girl ever was.” His fingers tightened slightly on Priscilla’s shoulder before he jerked his chin toward me. “Fine. But you come to me in cuffs. I want him restrained before he moves an inch.” he demanded. He pressed the barrel closer to Priscilla’s skin and she whimpered. A ripple of tension spread through the officers behind me. The negotiator stiffened immediately, shaking his head. “That is o