All Chapters of BOUND TO My EX'S UNCLE : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Roman stared at his father for a long moment. Too many thoughts passed through his head—too many threads tightening at once.Then he chose the easiest lie.“No,” Roman said calmly. “I didn’t know her from before. I just find her… sexually appealing.”Alexander cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable. “Whatever.” He waved it off, then his eyes sharpened. “Just don’t drag her into whatever game you’re trying to play. Evelyn is more than a daughter-in-law to me. She’s ‘my’ person. I won’t tolerate any injustice toward her.”Roman let out a quiet snicker. “Says the man who didn’t hesitate to use her as a chess piece to get what he wanted.”Alexander’s brows lifted. “I did it for her own good. Stop trying to make me the villain. Besides, my chess game is over.”“So you decided to use my wife as your final move?” Roman’s voice dipped. “And pressure her for a baby that doesn’t exist?”Alexander’s face tightened with guilt. “Alright, alright. My bad.” He sighed. “But if I don’t pressure you

“Avery!!” Roman called again, his voice thick with emotions he didn’t even try to hide.Evelyn froze. Forgetting about her phobia for hospitals.This time, she heard it clearly. It wasn’t ‘Evelyn’ slurred. Not ‘Lyn’. It was ‘Avery,’ clear as day. A cold knot formed in her stomach. Her throat tightened. She gritted her teeth, turned on her heel, and tried to leave before her face betrayed herBut Roman’s hand shot out and caught her wrist, holding her tight.“Let go,” she said through gritted teeth.But he didn't budge.Evelyn turned back sharply, ready to fight him off—until she saw his face.Roman’s eyes were bloodshot. His gaze was locked on her like he wasn’t fully there, like he was staring through her instead of at her.Her heart thudded hard.“Roman…?” Her voice cracked. “Roman, are you okay?”He didn’t answer.“Hey—hey, wake up.” Her hands trembled as she tapped his cheek lightly. “Roman, stop it. Look at me.”Nothing.Fear crept up her spine. His expression was starting to sc

Roman’s hands curled into fists at his sides.His patience snapped.“Why the fuck did you have to say that name?” he hissed through clenched teeth, eyes burning.Theon lifted both hands slightly in a defensive gesture. “Maybe giving me a heads up would have been better.”He glanced at Evelyn on the bed, then back at Roman.“I came back to the country as fast as I could because I was told your symptoms were acting up again,” he said, then paused, picking up his tools. “But who knew…”Theon took a breath and spoke like a doctor again. “Let’s get her out of this hospital ward into a more private, cozy environment before she wakes up. We can’t stimulate her further.”Roman dragged a hand down his face, forcing his rage back into his bones. He pressed his palm to his forehead like his skull was splitting.“Why the fuck are we even in a hospital ward?” he snapped, voice rough with pain. “Didn’t I rebuild this damn hospital just to get a private room?”His knees wobbled. He collapsed onto th

TRIGGER WARNING: NON-CONSENSUAL TOUCHING(This chapter contains intimate physical contact without consent. Reader discretion is advised.)Lena stared at her laptop screen for a long time, her mind trying to process the headline.A scornful laugh burst from her lips.“No way.”She exited the page, and then clicked on it again. The same image loaded. The same disbelieving headline.“No freaking way,” she muttered, half laughing, half stunned. “What…? After all that?”Her smile slowly died into a mocking smirk. She zoomed in on the picture, eyes narrowing.She scoffed. “Eve, needs to see this.” She said with a glint in her eyes, as she reached out for her phone to call her best friend.The call went through. Her phone rang for a while. Then—“BEEP!”The call ended, without being answered. Lena frowned slightly and called again.“BEEP!!” The call ended.Lena's frown deepens. “Strange. Eve always answers after the first ring…” She stared at her phone. “Or… she’s busy?”She hesitated, th

“Stay put,” Roman said.Evelyn didn’t move. She sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, trying not to look at the spots where her skin still burned. Every time she shifted, her palm throbbed, and the sting along her side and thighs flared like a warning.Roman walked out.For a few seconds, the room felt too quiet. Evelyn swallowed, forcing herself to breathe evenly. She hated feeling helpless. Hated waiting.Then he came back.He was carrying a hard, black case—bigger than any first aid kit she’d ever seen. The corners were reinforced, the latches silver, the whole thing looking more like medical equipment than something a normal person kept at home.Roman set it on the bed beside her.Evelyn sucked in a breath when he lifted the fabric of her clothes to expose the damage. Pain shot through her in hot, stinging waves. Her face scrunched. Her eyes watered instantly, lashes trembling as she fought not to make a sound.“It stings,” she whispered, voice cracking.“I know.” Roman’s brows pull