All Chapters of Dumping My Ex For His Uncle: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

JULIAN"What are you doing here?” The words left my mouth before I could stop them.Before Chloe could answer, my mother got to her feet.“What is she doing here?” she repeated, her voice sharp. “That’s the first thing you ask? Explain yourself, Julian. Tell me why you told the mother of your unborn child to get rid of your own baby. Then explain why I had to get a call from a complete stranger telling me I was going to be a grandmother.”Her words hit me like a slap across the face.I slowly turned to Chloe, but she couldn’t even look at me. So she called my mother? How did she even get her private number?I closed my eyes for a second and let out a slow breath. “I can explain, Mom.”“You’d better,” she shot back. “Because right now, I’m struggling to recognize the son I raised. Since when did you start hiding things from me?”I rubbed my forehead, buying myself a few seconds to think. Every excuse sounded weak before I even said it.“Mom, don't think like that.”She let out a cold l

JULIANBy the time I arrived at Evelyn’s apartment building, the streets were almost empty.I parked a short distance away and got out of the car. The neighborhood was quiet, with only a few working streetlights. Most of the buildings looked old, and the paint on the walls had long since faded. It was nothing like the places Evelyn had lived while we were married.My chest tightened.She had left a mansion where she had been treated like a queen just to live in this rundown neighborhood. I’d been here once before, when I first found out where she was hiding after leaving my villa, but I still couldn’t get over the depressing sight.I walked to her apartment door and knocked. "Evelyn.”No answer.I knocked again. "Evelyn.”Still nothing.I frowned and glanced at the dark windows. There wasn’t a single light on inside. Was she still at work?Daniel had told me she’d started her new job only a few days ago. Maybe she was working late. Maybe she’d gone out with her coworkers.I let out a

EVELYNI walked into the architecture department the next morning, determined to leave everything that had happened the night before behind me.Thinking about Julian wouldn’t change anything. He had already made it clear that he wasn’t willing to sign the divorce papers, and I still hadn’t figured out how I was going to make him do it. Every plan I came up with seemed to lead nowhere. The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became.I slowly let out a breath as I placed my bag on my desk.No.There was no point in ruining my morning over something I couldn’t control. I had a job to do, and that was where my attention needed to be.I had only just opened the project file on my screen when the department doors swung open so hard that everyone looked up at once.Mrs. Brown marched inside. One look at her face told me something was terribly wrong. She wasn’t just upset. She was furious.She stopped in the middle of the department, her eyes searching the room.“Kayda Williams!”H

VIKTORI walked out of the Architecture Department with Mrs. Brown and the rest of the executives. The inspection continued exactly as planned as we made our way through the building. Mrs. Brown walked beside me, updating me on the department’s ongoing projects while answering the questions the executives asked. She knew the details without needing to stop and think, and occasionally one of the executives made a note on his tablet before asking another question. The employees we passed greeted us politely before quickly returning to work. Word of my visit had clearly spread through the building because every department we entered was noticeably quieter than usual. I acknowledged the updates with an occasional nod, but my attention wasn’t where it should have been. The slap mark on Evelyn’s cheek kept replaying in my mind. It wasn’t even a serious injury, yet seeing that someone had put their hands on her had unsettled me far more than it should have. I had seen worse over the years

EVELYNThe loud knocks on my apartment door pulled me out of a deep sleep. At first, I tried to ignore them. I buried my face deeper into my pillow and pulled it over one ear, hoping whoever it was would eventually give up and leave. The knocking only grew louder. “Evelyn!” a familiar voice called from outside. “Evelyn!” I frowned against my pillow. I knew that voice. Paige. A tired groan escaped me as I reluctantly pushed myself upright. My entire body felt strangely heavy, the kind of exhaustion that somehow managed to settle even deeper after a nap instead of disappearing. It felt as though I’d only closed my eyes a few minutes ago, yet judging by Paige’s determination to break my door down, I’d obviously been asleep much longer than I’d realized. Still half-asleep, I dragged myself toward the bedroom door. Halfway there, my shin slammed directly into the sharp corner of my dressing table. “Ouch!” I instantly grabbed my leg, hopping awkwardly on one foot while a string of mut