dump My Ex Dive Into Love With His Billionaire Uncle นิยาย & เรื่องราว

** BOOK 2 ** TITLE: MARRYING MY EX'S UNCLE

"You actually sent three ellipsis dots! Is there a bloody love story between you and him?! Let me guess. Have you ever fell in love with him, but he dumped you? But you cannot forget him. It is OK. If you still love him, I can quit!" I am speechless. "what a terrible story! Why didn't you guess that I dumped him? Do I look like the kind of girl who always gets dumped? No! I am not familiar with him! But I know that he has 20 billion current deposits in his bank card , which is super weird." Blaney sends, "Oh my God! Is he so rich? It can't be possible. He just graduated. How can he have so much money?" I tell her the fact. He sent me emails first and planned to buy my dad's company with $10

This man who once swore he loved me, yet he had never truly known me at all. I yanked my wrist back. “I’m not going anywhere.” His grip tightened, and I struggled to free myself again. But then— “Let go of my wife.” The deep, authoritative voice cut through the tension like a blade. Everything stilled. Slowly, Caleb turned. And there, standing at the entrance, radiating power and control in the way only he could— My ex-husband’s cruel uncle. And now, my husband. Caspian Nightingale.

’ I mulled in my head, not having the confidence to ask him to complete his sentence. “Take these with you,” he said, throwing his shirt at me. I left his room hurriedly without looking back, but I could tell how angry he was. I couldn't believe that I almost had sex with Dell's uncle. I sighed heavily not believing my level of stupidity. Then I wondered how stupid I was not to notice that my fiance and sister have been having an affair. Everyone seems to know except me. Being a fool doesn't exactly make me weak, but I just wanted to. I signed the contract with such a clause with that jerk and I'm just realizing it. And that moment I swore not to fall in anybody's trap again.

Gaius tried to get me an umbrella but Adrian yanked it off him. "She gets nothing, no form of help whatsoever until her husband shows up," Adrian ordered. Camille giggled. "He's never going to show, is he?" "My uncle doesn't even care about this marriage. My grand-father is the one forcing him into it," Adrian answered. "We are doing him a favor." "So you mean the Alpha King arranged all of this, then?" Camille asked. "She's so screwed. I was thinking that she would be dying by the hands of your uncle but instead, she'll be dying from staying out in the rain."

The ultrasound report fluttered down the stairs beside me like a dying butterfly. In the distance, I heard shouting—Ethan’s voice, servants screaming—but it all faded. Another voice cut through the chaos, deep and desperate. “Seraphina!” A male voice, it wasn’t Ethan’s. It was stronger and filled with raw panic. Through fading vision, I saw him at the bottom of the stairs—Alexander Knight, Ethan’s uncle. His usually cold, composed face was twisted in horror as he rushed toward me. Our eyes met for one fleeting second. In that moment, I remembered a charity gala years ago, his quiet gratitude after I’d helped him through a difficult night without knowing who he was.

“There she is.” The world tilted on its axis. Dominic Laurent, Alias’s uncle. The man I’d only met once, years ago, but had never forgotten. Before I could say another word, he held out his arm, his presence commanding, his confidence unnerving. “Shall we?” I hesitated, my heart pounding. The sound of laughter and music filtered out from the party, a sharp reminder of the chaos waiting inside. But something about him, about the way he looked at me, like he already knew every piece of my shattered heart, made me reach out and take his arm.

The last thing she needed was for Charlotte and Jason to get wind of their encounter. Unfortunately, Charlotte had already read her lips, and her eyes widened as she pieced everything together. “OMG!” she gasped a little too loudly. “Jasmine, don’t tell me you slept with your ex-fiance's uncle? That’s what you did last night, isn’t it?” A collective gasp erupted from the crowd, and Jasmine's heart sank. Her hands fisted the sides of her dress as panic flared within her. This is what she was trying to avoid.

She wiped at them frantically with the back of her hand, only making herself look more disheveled. Liam watched her calmly. He pulled a few tissues from the box on the table and handed them to her, his tone still detached. “What about MT? Your uncle’s company.” She took the tissues, wiping her face messily. “My uncle is ruthless. He kicked out his own daughter—what chance do I have?” Her hands reached across the table, nearly pleading. “Please, give me a chance.” Liam’s expression remained unmoved, as if her tears couldn’t touch him.

In the five years we've been married, Rhea has not only expanded her business empire to its absolute limits but has also shown me what it truly means to love and be loved by a powerful woman, to support each other in a deep, mutual partnership. Nate could never stand to see me happy and would never miss a chance to show off his "worldly knowledge." "I heard that not long ago, President Weyland was at a top auction in St. Niva and, without batting an eye, bought a priceless sapphire watch, just to make her husband happy." "That watch is a one-of-a-kind masterpiece worth a cool eight million dollars. The man is the envy of everyone in high society." He was in the middle of his grand speech whe