GOODBYE REGRETFUL EX YOUR UNCLE IS MINE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“Camilla, I told you this before: being pregnant means nothing. That night was a mistake.” Trent said, and my step-sister smirked wryly by his side. I couldn’t believe my ears. I knew our marriage was based on a legal arrangement, but something in my heart hoped he would think of my sacrifice and our child.Bella pressed her body closer to him. “Baby, you said the only reason you married her was to get your grandfather’s property, but grandad isn’t around anymore. Are you still going to keep her?”My heart twisted sharply. “The contract said five years.” I bit down on my lips. “Trent, we have five months left. At least honor your grandfather’s wish.” I looked up at him. Almost five years ago, I had saved a man from a ghastly accident, coming back after being fired from my job. He had offered me his grandson as a reward, and there was nothing I did that day, so I had to take the offer, rather than going back to face my father’s wrath.“Shut up, Camilla,” Bella hissed, glaring at me,

The ball was exactly the way I expected. Wealthy men and women, looking for better ways to spend their money, to make them feel special. And I didn’t like it. I wasn’t one to pretend, but it felt like I truly needed to be over here.My hand was in Trent’s, and he pulled me across the red carpet; the cameras flashed, and my nervousness grew. Just when I was about to make a run for it, I felt an arm around my waist, and Trent pulled my body closer. Every part of me shut down, because it felt like there was a plan that I didn’t know.Then his head dipped, and his lips brushed against my ears, sending volts through me, as memories of that night flashed in my head. “Trent…” I whispered for fear of my own heart, but his grip tightened. “Relax, and keep your head up. You look like a frightened cat.” He said in the softest voice, and I swallowed. A frightened cat would be an understatement, so my body relaxed. This was a side of him that I had never seen, and somehow, I felt safe. “Th

Uncle? I turned my head to face Trent; it was at that moment that I saw the resemblance. Those shining green eyes.My gaze went back to my new stranger, and his smile grew even wider before he turned to Trent, and his smile vanished, as if it had never been there. “Hello, Nephew.”“Don’t call me that. What are you doing with my wife?” As he said that, his fingers dug into my waist, causing me to wince. I wanted to say something, but then Trent gave me a glare, causing me to lower my head. I shrank inside because I knew right now it was best to remain silent. “Well, I don’t think I have to tell you.” His uncle chuckled, “And she won’t be your wife in five months, so remember that.”I could already feel Trent’s anger beside me, and I was slightly happy; he felt that way. Now, he would have a taste of his own medicine.“And by the way, my name is Sebastian. You can ask your husband more about me.” After saying that, he turned to leave.He was a good distance away when I turned to T

Camilla couldn't sleep. She sat in the guest bathroom of the Voughn estate in Connecticut at 4:15AM, she wakes up and took her phone; she was so surprised. The photo of her and Sebastian was all over the Internet.Sebastian. His arms around her. Her, pale and shaking, in a hospital gown, at St. Mercy in Manhattan. And above it, the headline from _TMZ New York_: *“BILLIONAIRE CAUGHT WITH NEPHEW’S WIFE. IS THE VOUGHN MARRIAGE OVER?”*Her system changed; he was afraid, tried and shocked at the same time. “I am so tired of this kind of life,” she said to herself.Five months. That’s all she had left on the contract. Five months until she could walk away with the settlement and start over. But Clause 8 glowed in her head like a warning sign: _“If either party is found in a compromising position with another individual during the term of this marriage, said party forfeits 50% of the agreed settlement.”_ Fifty percent. That was her mom’s surgery. That was a new apartment. That w

The penthouse was too big for 15 people. Floor-to-ceiling windows. City lights. White tablecloths. Silver that cost more than Camilla’s old car. The house was decorated with gold, silver, and diamonds, very big and beautiful.“Tonight I am running this place, oh my goodness.” She said to herself with so much excitement on her face.She went in, was introduced to the other staff, and started the business for the day.“Two more servers on champagne,” Camilla said, checking her tablet. “Someone at the Table needs water. And tell the kitchen the gluten-free meals go out first. No dairy in the bisque.”“Yes, Ms. Voughn,” the catering lead nodded. “Right away.”Purple dress. Black heels. Earpiece. Clipboard. She wasn’t staff. She was in charge of staff. 6:20 PM. She was already there early. 8:00 PM. Guests started arriving. Investors, two city council members, all of Sebastian’s business clients. 7: 50 PM. The door was opened. Sebastian. In a blue suit, no tie. He looked at her,