Novel & Cerita Cheated By My Fiance,i Married His Uncle

"Deepfake. AI generated. Your team commissioned it from a production company and I have the metadata to prove it." He looked at me for a long moment. Something moved across his face that I couldn't immediately read. "I don't know what my uncle, Dante Yale has been telling you," he said carefully. "But—" "This isn't about Dante." "You married the man two days after I—" "This isn't about Dante," I said again. "This is about you standing in a room full of people and playing a video of my face doing something I never did and watching them turn on me." I took one step forward. "So I'm asking you directly. Why."

“Look into my eyes. Do you think I am happy with your marriage?” “We had already talked about this months ago.” She did not want to tell him what she had gone through after their breakup. If he was thinking that she had betrayed him for his uncle, it was fine. “Seeing the plainness in your eyes, I cannot believe that you cheated me to marry my uncle.” “I have told you before and will say this even today that I have not cheated you, Neel.” “You married him for money, family, prosperity, popularity... I could have given them to you, too. Then why did you marry Uncle?”

Staring at the heavy oak wood, the ugly truth of my own actions washed over me. If I opened this door, Merrick won the war. Searching my husband’s private sanctuary meant I was projecting my ex-husband’s villainy onto the one man who had actually proven his devotion. It meant I was letting the man who drowned me dictate how I viewed the man who saved me. Trust was not a conditional contract, reliant on snooping through hard drives in the dead of night. Trust required a leap of faith. Drawing a ragged, painful breath, I curled my fingers into a tight fist and pulled my hand back.

“No, this is a lie, Suz. Are you lying? What do you mean you’re pregnant? You used to say that I was the one you loved the most, that I was the only love of your life! How could you fall for another man?” I indeed used to tell him that. For years, I genuinely believed we would grow old together. That was, until Joanna got between us. I ignored him and turned to face Flynn with a smile. We kissed each other lovingly while Harry sputtered in utter rage. I said to him, “This is my husband, Flynn.” Harry shook his head incredulously. Then, he rushed toward me and tried to grab my hand. However, Flynn kicked him away before holding me carefully and protectively in his arms.

Just as the thought settled in my heart, John, who had somehow broken free again, rushed toward me and dropped to his knees. He clutched my arm, voice trembling with desperation. "Audrey, tell me… You married my uncle just to make me jealous, didn't you? I admit it, I'm jealous. I'm going mad with it. I can't lose you. Don't marry him, please?" His words sent ripples of shock through the crowd. John's father stormed forward, yanking him by the arm. "You worthless brat! What the hell are you doing? Get up! Stop disgracing us here!"

The stage was set for a confrontation that would shake the foundation of their family and expose long-buried secrets. George, like a snake lurking in the shadows, burned with jealousy over Charlotte's closeness to his uncle. Once, when Charlotte had been kind to him, he had found her dull and uninteresting compared to Eva. Now, he discovered that his uncle, who had never shown much interest in women, was involved with his former fiancée. An unsettling feeling crept into his heart. His uncle was too extraordinary, and no woman could resist his charm. And now, it was his uncle who took the initiative.

Did it mean she never really cheated on me? “No one could believe me; we talked about this, Jess.” “And the betrayal; you made me ask my husband for a divorce only for you to betray me; oh yes, how is your baby?” “Jess, please. I’m sorry.” Was all my nephew said, scratching his head. I couldn’t watch this from a distance any longer, so I walked in. “What the hell are you doing here?” “Uncle, oh, I’m just here to check on… check on Jess.” He turned awkwardly, pulling away from my wife.

“My uncle is married—” “Did I ever say he wasn’t?” I cut in sharply. “I said I wanted to talk about my dad’s case. That’s it. Did I ever say I was interested in him? You’re the unbelievable one here. Being a mistress is pathetic and you should know your uncle better than that. He’s a good man, right? Why would he cheat on his wife?” He scoffed again and took a sip. “Anyone would think the same if you suddenly asked them out. And of all places… here. Don’t play dumb, Miss Clemente. If you think we’ll just drop your father’s case, you’re wrong.”

"Victoria?” I immediately burst out laughing, understanding why Victoria had saved the number that way. Georgina arched a brow in displeasure. "Why are you laughing?" I try to stifle my laugh and then finally wipe the grin off my face. "Nothing. What do you want?” "A bit rude, aren't we?" Georgina arched a brow. "Shouldn't you be greeting your husband's sister-in-law with more warmth?" My eyes suddenly widened, realisation hitting me. Georgina now was not my mother-in-law nor was Andrew was not my father-in-law, he was my brother-in-law and my husband Kenneth, is my nephew!

Tamia asked, turning to look at me with accusatory eyes. I shivered under her gaze. It held so much anger and resentment. " Don't look at me like that. I never cheated on you, talk less of having a family." I defended myself. Getting roasted by her was the last thing I needed. Not when she was still sceptical about her pregnancy. " But your uncle did the same." Tamia accused and I swallowed hard. " My uncle's case was different. He hadn't married Bianca's mother when he met his soulmate." I tried to defend only for Tamia's glare to deepen.