All Chapters of He Chose His Step Mother, I Chose His Uncle: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Right now, I’m slumped on the sofa in my private study, my head resting on Georgia’s chest. Her fingers are threading through my hair as she whispers, "Oh, my poor boy." It should feel comforting. It should feel like the one stable thing I have left. But honestly? I’m just numb. I haven’t slept a

"You know Sydney doesn't care about you half as much as I do, Grandmother." I say it with all the sweetness of a poisoned cupcake, kneeling on the plush rug in front of the old woman, my hands clasping hers. I make sure to look up at her with wide, pleading eyes—the kind that usually work on men, b

"Oh, fucking shit!" I stare down at my lap in irritation. My favorite pair of indigo jeans are now wearing a massive map of dark brown coffee. It’s cold and sticky, and it’s seeping into my skin uncomfortably. The culprit, a teenager who looks like he hasn't seen a razor or a textbook in years, do

How do you know you've been fully integrated into high society? Well, when you get invited to an auction where the starting bid is more than your entire childhood home. I stand in the middle of a hall that smells like crisp bank notes and the kind of perfume that costs a month’s rent per spritz. I

I step onto the set feeling like I’ve swallowed a literal sun. Seriously, if you looked up "thriving" in the dictionary, there’d be a picture of me right now...probably with a little sparkle filter added for effect. It’s one of those rare, magical days where the universe decided to stop throwing ro