บททั้งหมดของ Goodbye Ex, I Married Your Uncle!: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

LILA’S POVJason’s fingers dug into my arm.“It’s pathetic, even by your standards,” he hissed. I took a slow breath. “Let go of me, Jason.”“Not until you—”“Jason!”Both of us turned.Chloe stood a few meters away, just outside the glass doors of a boutique. The same boutique I’d gone into to buy my dress before the courthouse. Shopping bags dangled from her wrist, her lips pressed in a tight, annoyed line.She looked from Jason’s hand on my arm to my face, then back again.“What are you doing?” she demanded.Jason dropped my arm like it had burned him. “Nothing. We were just talking.”Chloe’s eyes narrowed. “You can talk to your fiancée,” she snapped. “We’re late.”She flicked her hair over her shoulder and turned away, expecting him to follow.He hesitated, just for a second.That was all I needed.I stepped back and walked away, my heart thudding hard against my ribs. I didn’t stop until I reached the main road and flagged down a taxi.***Monica’s office felt different the seco

LILA’S POVAs soon as we stepped inside the house, the argument exploded.“This is all your fault!” Aunt Maggie shrieked, throwing her clutch onto the floor. “First this girl goes and sleeps with the wrong man, and we lose the island development Edward was giving us. And now Martin won’t renew our contract and has decided to sell his soul to some tech company!”Uncle Andrew rubbed his temples. “Maggie, this is not the time.”“Oh, really?” she snapped. “When is the time then? When we’re bankrupt?”Chloe sniffed loudly. “Everyone was staring at us,” she cried. “Do you know how embarrassing that was? Are we really behind on our payments to Martin?”“You two need to fix this,” Aunt Maggie said, jabbing a finger between Uncle Andrew and me. “We can’t have people talking.” Uncle Andrew straightened, his face tight. “Shouting won’t fix things,” he said. “We need to get our ducks in a row. Think.”He paced, muttering. “Things will be fine once Chloe marries Jason, but until then, we need cas

JASON’S POVThe boardroom had gone so quiet I could hear the air conditioner humming overhead, and yet somehow his words still felt unreal.I’m married.I stared at him. “When the hell did that happen?”“I don’t enjoy making a spectacle of my private life,” Adrian said coolly. “So I didn’t announce it.”Then he tilted his head slightly.“So,” he asked, “do I have a right to sit here or not?”A few of the board members exchanged looks.Martha was the first to recover. “If that’s true,” she said, “then yes. Obviously.”“If that’s true,” I repeated sharply. “Then who is she?”Adrian’s gaze flicked to me, and something cold passed through it.“My wife values her privacy,” he said. “So I won’t be sharing that.”My stomach twisted.He was lying. He had to be.This was Adrian. He probably found some convenient way to fake a marriage so he could walk in here and grab power the second Granddad got sick.“That’s not enough,” I said. “Anyone can say they’re married.”Adrian’s face darkened. It

ADRIAN’S POVI stared at my phone longer than I should have.The message I sent Lila yesterday sat there on the screen.Thanks, wife. No reply.I set the phone down, picked it up again, then told myself to stop acting like an idiot. She was probably flustered. That thought alone was enough to improve my mood more than it should have.I could picture it too easily—her reading the message, going still for half a second, then pressing her lips together the way she did when she was embarrassed and trying not to show it. A faint blush creeping up her neck. Her eyes narrowing at the screen like she wanted to argue, but couldn’t quite find the words.The image made the corner of my mouth lift.Inconvenient.Very inconvenient.Luca walked into my office just as I locked the phone and set it aside again.“You seem pleased, sir,” he observed.“I just destroyed my nephew in front of the board,” I said. “Wouldn’t you be pleased?”Luca’s face remained politely neutral, but I could tell he wasn’t

LILA’S POVJason had been silent the entire time. That was what made it so much worse when he finally spoke.“Open it, Lil.”I turned to stare at him. The man I’d thought I would marry had turned at the flick of a switch, and that had never not been jarring. “You have nothing to do with this,” I said coldly.Before he could answer, Chloe lunged like a furious little guard dog.“Don’t speak to my man like that!” she screamed.I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from laughing.My man.Jason folded his arms and looked at me like he was the reasonable one in the room. “If you have nothing to hide, it shouldn’t be a problem.”I looked from him to Chloe, then to my aunt and uncle.And suddenly, I was tired.“Fine,” I said.My hands were trembling with anger by the time I crouched and unzipped the suitcase. Then I lifted it and turned it over.Everything spilled onto the floor. Clothes. Shoes. A few books. Toiletries. Boring. Regular. Silence hit the foyer when they saw t