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How absurd it feels to imagine I married my ex-fiance’s uncle. “He has mailed everyone to be present with their spouses which means you’re coming with me, Val. There’s no use of giving excuses. I do not want anyone to question our current equation. I married you to save my father’s ass from being humiliated in front of his society, I want my reward from him and this is the opportunity I can’t miss.” He said snidely. I blinked my eyes to process his crude words which were true but they stung me because I was his path to achieve something.

" he asked. I smirked. "I'm your little uncle's wife now." "My uncle's wife?" then He laughed loudly. "Anyway, now my little uncle is no different from a dead man, as long as I want, you will still be mine! Sooner or later!" I met him with a sharp look. "In your dreams!" I didn't expect that the man I married was my ex-boyfriend's uncle. However, my plan to take revenge on my boyfriend and step-sister will not change.

Rebecca came to find me shortly after and she pulled me away from Elliot’s side. “Oh, my goddess!” She cooed. “I cannot believe you actually married Gavin’s uncle!” Excitement radiated off her. “I didn’t know this was Elliot Crown until the wedding,” I confessed, keeping my voice as low as possible. “It was a surprise to me.”

Special Chapter Six – Last Part A month later . . . ✿♡ JAZZLENE ♡✿ It has been a week since Adam and I got married. Our wedding wasn’t grand; it was a private ceremony, just as we both wanted for the tranquility of our lives. Only family and close friends were witnesses to our union, including his Uncle Win. Although Adam was initially hesitant to invite him, I insisted because, no matter what, he is still Adam’s biological father. After the wedding, Uncle Win returned to Canada.

Then her eyes turned hard as they met mine, "I hope you don't think you'll be keeping this. After all, we are the reason you know him at all. This is our payment for bringing the both of you together. It's the least we deserve." I tugged up my collar to hide my bruised neck, not because I didn't want my mother to see the evidence of my abuse, but because she would only accuse me of trying to sabotage my marriage by being stubborn. My uncle suddenly marched into the room, looking like the cat that had gotten the cream, "I have good news." "What good news?" The green eyed woman asked, clasping the jewelry around her neck. "Mr. Winehall is now free from his court case and the wedding will be ta

Ava I was married. Married. I still couldn't believe it. I was married to a man who crashed my wedding ceremony, declaring that my father had sold me to him when I was only seven. That couldn't have been legal. Oh, and that’s not even the crazy part. Far from it actually. Not only was I married to this crazy person, but apparently, this man was the long-lost heir of the Russian Mafia who was supposed to be dead. And they say weddings aren't fun.

“Your uncle has been generous and patient with you, but this? You bring outsiders into his private space, insult him under this roof?” My heart sank. Of course, Lucian would side with his beloved son-in-law, completely ignoring a half-dead person on the floor. I wanted to scream, to shout the truth, but Lucian’s authority weighed like a wall of iron, closing my throat. I couldn’t support my hubby as he defended us. “We have a reason for this, Grandpa. There’s a kidnapped human here. Uncle took her...” Lucian’s glare turned razor-sharp as he spat out. “A human? You dare to accuse your own blood over a human?”

His plagiarism scandal had been exposed. She was completely overwhelmed and, naturally, had no time left to harass me. I finally breathed a sigh of relief. The less time she had to bother me, the better. Work had been intense lately. I needed a proper rest. I planned to sleep at home for three days straight, but a phone call from my cousin, Evan Reed, shattered that plan. He had fallen in love with a girl and decided to get married after knowing her for just three days. I tried to talk some sense into him, but he was already too far gone to listen. He even threatened to tell my parents if I skipped the wedding the next day. Left with no choice, I put on my best suit and went.

Yet, the crowd of onlookers, drawn by the drama, only erupted in derisive laughter. “Hahaha! She actually stole Mrs. Hoover’s man! She’s done for!” Sonya Hoover jabbed a finger at my face and cursed. “You shameless trash! Still putting on an act? You think calling someone here will make me let you go? Just drop the act already! The Skylar family? I’ve never heard of them! I’m calling the cops right now and having you arrested for stealing the wedding dress!” I clutched at my ruined wounds as blood kept slipping through my fingers.

And now, there was news that his own uncle had married her? He couldn't believe it. "This isn't true, right?" Ronan looked back and forth between Daniel and Martha. "How could Uncle marry Alexa?" His voice trembled. He was terrified that Devan might find out about his attempt to kidnap Alexa. His uncle, who was notorious for being ruthless and cold-blooded, would never let him off easily. "How could it happen? You dare ask how?!" Daniel raised his voice. "If you hadn't cheated on Alexa, she would never have married Devan!" His eyes widened with fury.