All Chapters of Claimed by My Ex-Husband's Uncle: His Plus-Size Desire: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The hospital felt so sterile and cold. The smell of antiseptic stung my nose, mixed with the soft beeping of medical machines in the intensive care unit. I sat in the chair beside Julian's bed, my hand gripping his limp hand resting on the white blanket. His face was still pale, his head wrapped in thick bandages, and there were small tubes connected to his body—heart monitor, IV, and oxygen.This was the second night. Two days since that horrible night in the warehouse. Two days since Julian lost consciousness after saying he remembered everything. The doctor said the blow to his head was quite severe, causing a deep concussion. They had to perform a small surgery to reduce the pressure on his brain, and now they could only wait and see if he would wake up."His body needs time to recover. A concussion like this can keep a patient unconscious for several days, even weeks. But we're optimistic, ma'am. His condition is stable, and his vital signs are good."I nodded, but the doctor's w

I stood at the airport, holding William tightly, my eyes still staring toward the departure gate where Diego had disappeared. Tears streamed down my cheeks, but there was a strange relief in my heart. Diego was going to start a new life. He would find the peace he had been searching for all this time. And I, I would go home, back to Julian, back to the life we had built together."Mom, is Diego gone?" William asked, his innocent eyes looking at me.I nodded, smiling through my tears. "Yes, son. Diego is gone. But someday, you'll see him again. I promise."William nodded, although I wasn't sure he fully understood. He was still too young to understand all of this, too young to understand that his biological father had just left across the ocean. But I would make sure he knew the truth when he grew up. That was my promise to Diego, and my promise to William.I returned to the hospital with heavy steps. William had fallen asleep in my lap in the taxi, tired from running around the airpor

Three months had passed since William's first day of school. Our lives had settled into a new rhythm, mornings dropping William off at school, spending time with Roseanne at home, and of course, managing the company that was now running well under Julian and my leadership. Victor was in prison, Diego was in France, and we could finally breathe easy.But life never stops. The company kept running, and as one of the owners, I had a great responsibility.This morning, I woke up earlier than usual. There was an important meeting with the board of directors, the annual meeting that determined the company's direction for the coming year. Julian would be attending, even though he still had to sit in a wheelchair because his leg hadn't fully recovered from his old injury.I stood in front of my closet, trying to choose the right shirt. My hand reached for my favorite white shirt, the one I usually wore for important meetings. But when I tried to put it on, I felt something different. The butt

That afternoon, after Julian's physical therapy session was finished, I looked at the clock on the wall and realized it was time to pick up William from school. I kissed Julian's forehead gently, helped him sit back in his wheelchair, and handed him a glass of cold water."I'm going to pick up William, sweetheart," I said, smoothing his hair that was slightly damp with sweat. "You rest for a while, okay? Don't push yourself too hard."Julian smiled, his tired but happy eyes looking at me. "Go ahead, Lorena. I'll be fine here with Roseanne. She's taking a nap, and I'll keep her company."I nodded, grabbing my small bag and car keys. Before leaving, I kissed his lips softly. "I'll be back soon. And we'll have dinner together, okay?""Of course," he answered, his hand holding mine for a moment. "I love you, Lorena.""I love you too, Julian," I replied, smiling warmly.I left the house and drove toward William's school. The afternoon drive felt bright, with the sun starting to set and the

I stripped off my shirt slowly, letting my full tits bounce free, nipples already stiff and begging for his mouth. Julian’s eyes locked on them like he’d die without sucking them. “Fuck, Lorena… these fat nipples still make my cock leak,” he rasped, voice hoarse. “They’re even bigger than I remember. I’m gonna paint them red before I fuck you senseless.”I crawled onto the bed, straddling his hips. “Then stop talking and put that big, throbbing cock inside me already, you dirty old man,” I spat, grinding my wet cunt down on his length. “I’ve been aching for your fat cock stretching my tight married pussy all night.”Julian groaned like I’d slapped him, hands grabbing my ass hard enough to bruise. “You fucking slut… saying ‘married pussy’ while I’m about to ruin you?” He yanked me down so his thick cockhead split my lips, sinking in with a wet, obscene squelch. “Ahhh shit, Lorena—your cunt’s squeezing me like a vice! So fucking hot and wet, baby. I missed this greedy hole.”“Fuck yes,