Dumping him for his uncle Novels & Stories

His smirk only fueled my rage, and I slapped him again, harder this time. “You were the one who came to my room last night!” I accused. “You tried to force yourself on me, and when I kicked you out, this was your plan? To frame me?” Frank shrugged, his tone dripping with mockery. “Audrey, I can’t lie. Just because you’re lying doesn’t mean I will. Zach is my uncle, and I think it’s time I tell him the truth.” My chest tightened. “What truth?” “That you love me,” he said smugly. “That you’re only with him for his money.”

Kimberly gasped loudly, her hand darting out to lock around his arm with a deep frown. She began to rant childishly. “Why are you being so ridiculously stubborn, Uncle?! I already told you, Theo and I are nothing! Weren’t you the one lecturing everyone that those who enjoy the Kruger family’s wealth must contribute to the Kruger family? So where is your grand contribution, huh? As the supreme ruler of the Kruger empire, where is your sense of duty? Where is your conviction?!” Finnick looked down at her slender hands gripping his sleeve, then raised his eyes to meet hers.

James smiled sarcastically. I saw that Jack's facial expression was still surprised. He probably didn't expect that his uncle was going to marry me, his ex whom he had cheated on. "What are you doing coming to my house? Do you want to borrow my money again?" James asked again. "Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle. I couldn't come to your wedding. I wish you both a happy marriage." "Sorry, I have to go now." Jack just left without telling his purpose for coming to James' house.

he slurred, holding up a crumpled contract. My heart sank at his sorry state. He used to be better than this in the past. After losing my parents at the age of eight, Uncle Jackson was all I had left. He took me in, but six years later, his wife died in an accident, and the culprit was released on bail. He lost it since then. "What did you do, Uncle Jackson?" He handed me the paper, his hand shaking. "I got us out of debt. Finally!” My heart and hopes were quickly elated, but his next words dropped everything down like a bomb. “You'll be working at Arthdal Strike."

he said, but my mind was on what he almost said. “Jade, do you know something about your uncle that I don’t?” “What no,” he nervously chuckled and took a sip of his drink. We were at the bar, and I was telling him about my earlier fight with his uncle and Sophia being with my son. “But wait, do you think they used me as a surrogate? Maybe they failed to get a second child; why else will your uncle marry me in an instant?” I can’t believe I said that out loud. “I honestly don’t know Jess; just be careful, okay,” he said as he tried to reach for my hands, and again I moved away and took a sip on my drink.

I only care about the emotional damage this would inflict on his nephew. “I don’t care. I’m a virgin.” I blurted, nonchalantly. Probably saying my flaw would make him feel any better. But I only saw a look of shock on his face when he heard me. “No, that’s–” He stepped back with his words instantly falling beneath when I grabbed his necktie to capture his lips. Slap? Ill words? Wishing him bad luck? Fuck! Those are not enough to inflict the same pain on David like he did to me. If sleeping with his uncle wouldn’t work, then I’ll be the one to decide that.

"Sofia. Daddy is here. Can you talk to your mom for me? Tell her not to do this. I do not want a divorce." Leonardo thought Sofia would soften. Sofia used to be the one who ran to Leonardo every time Leonardo came home, wrapping her arms around Leonardo's legs, calling "Daddy" over and over. But this time, Sofia just stepped half a pace behind me. Quietly, Sofia said, "Uncle Leonardo, you should go take care of your other kid. Do not bother me and my mom anymore." Leonardo went rigid. Leonardo's hand hung in the air. "Sofia, I am your daddy. Why are you calling me uncle?"

"You probably shouldn't have even told him you were retiring. He’s a ghost. He wouldn't have known the power had changed." Dad laughed for real this time, though it was weary. "He would have found out. Nothing escapes Michael Knox. Besides, I didn't tell him. Adam went running his mouth, hoping to impress the man. Adam thinks that once he owns the Greene Empire, he’ll finally be worthy of his uncle's respect." "His uncle?" I froze. "Yes. Michael Knox is Adam’s uncle. Not that he cares for the boy; they don't speak. Michael is straight to the point, no drama. He doesn't keep in touch with anyone."

He took a hesitant step in my direction. I turned my face away, utterly unmoved. The fragile dam holding back his tears broke instantly. Huge tears streamed down his grubby cheeks, splattering into the dust at his feet. He finally understood. The Miss Clark who would wipe his tears, who would fret over his scraped knees, was not coming back. When the exam results came out, I had done well, well enough to secure a place at the university in the neighboring city. My uncle threw a large celebratory meal at home, invited all our relatives and friends, and celebrated with great fanfare.

"Where did that word come from? Who's divorcing whom?" Julian laughed, but it sounded forced. "Uncle Viktor, that's a strange thing to say," he replied quickly. "It's nothing, Grandpa. He's just joking." As he spoke, he reached under the table and squeezed my hand. His grip was tighter than it needed to be, almost as if he was reminding me to stay quiet. Grandpa kept looking at us as though he was trying to figure out what we were hiding. After a long moment, he nodded slowly and let the matter drop, but the smile that had been on his face all evening was gone.