Romans & histoires Dumping My Fiance For His Uncle

“That was so long ago! Why are you still harping on it?” He sighed and flopped onto the couch. “I just got dumped, buddy. Please take pity on me and don't be mad anymore.” Only then did I find out his fiancée had run away abroad on the day of their wedding. Ethan had lost to his older brother in the battle to inherit their family's conglomerate, so she obeyed her family and married another wealthier man. I had no idea he was suffering so much too. After that, I decided to be nicer to him.

My father pulls me into his arms as well and my body shakes with tears, shaking heavily at the question “What did that fool Tom do?” my uncle ask behind me, his voice gruff “Did he hurt you?” My dad adds roughly pulling me back to scan my face. “He betrayed me, Dad!!” I cry out, “He dumped me for another woman” “Do I have to call my men?” my uncle snaps from behind me, his voice tinted with anger I shake my head, my lips breaking out in a slight smile, "Don't worry uncle, I will deal with Tom myself” I shake my head.

I kept my expression blank and faced him. "What do you want?" I asked, forcing my voice to sound flat. He laughed. "I want a lot of things, dear fiance. Like an explanation on how your germaphobia suddenly vanished into thin air and suddenly you could touch and kiss another man.” He said, his voice venomous “Let's start there, before we move on to how you cheated on me with my uncle." "Uncle?" I gasped in shock. "That's the only part you heard?" he snarled, taking a threatening step towards me. "Of course. He is the only one you care about now, you whore."

Then reality came crashing down on me. I had promised myself that after leaving Julian, I wouldn’t fall for another man. I wanted to protect my heart and rebuild my life at my own pace, on my own terms, without depending on anyone else. Yet here I was, lying in the arms of a man I was growing fonder of with each passing day. And the worst part, the part that made me want to laugh and cry at the same time, was that he wasn’t just any man. He was my ex-husband’s uncle.

Xena. I gasped for breath, my legs still aching from the last round. Yet Dante stood over me like this was nothing but probably another of his one night stands. The bed was wet beneath me, wet from my juices. I stared at the ceiling for a while, the memories of his thing inside of me played over and over again. "Are you alright?” He asked, buttoning up his shirt. "I can't believe," I said slowly, still not looking at him, "that I just slept with my ex-husband's uncle."

"Watching you tonight — with him — I finally understood the difference. I never made you look like that. Not once." I didn't know what to say to that, so I said the truest thing I had. "No," I agreed quietly. "You didn't. I don't think either of us really tried, if I'm honest." "No," he admitted. "We didn't." He looked, for a moment, almost like the boy I'd first started dating two years ago — before the family, before Gracie, before either of us had learned to perform contentment instead of feeling it. "I hope it works out," he said finally. "Whatever this is, with my uncle. I mean that."

I was standing near the edge of the room, finally alone for a moment, when Marcus found me. "You look happy," he said, though his tone suggested the opposite observation entirely. "Married to my uncle. That's quite the upgrade." "Don't." "I'm just saying. A few weeks ago you were crying in my driveway, and now look at you." He stepped closer than was comfortable, close enough that I caught the smell of whiskey on his breath. "Tell me something. Does he know? About us? About everything we had before all this?" "There is no us, Marcus. There hasn't been for weeks."

But instead, he had brought Hazel to dinner, and Zanvil is like a brother to her. Did he change his plans at the last moment? Instead of bringing his girlfriend, He brought his secretary. Maybe he was searching for a good opportunity to introduce his girlfriend to his family and before he could get it, the uncle wanted him to marry me. And because of their uncle's health issues, he said yes to this proposal against his will. Warm water started flowing from my eyes. I didn't realize that I was crying in the shower. Why am I crying? I should be happy for him because at least he has someone in his life whom he loves and cares for. After the uncle’s health becomes stable, he won't have to be stu

"If you even have the slightest bit of conscience, you should think about it! In the past few days, when your entire Ford family is as busy as a bee, which of the matters were not handled by my Uncle Alex on your behalf? All the big and small matters, including the things needed for the funeral in your family, were all arranged by my uncle! I have even almost broken my legs running for errands these past few days! But, what about you? My uncle has gone back, but I've been outside this door since a long time ago, and I have heard everything clearly! You want to chop off my fiancee's hands and feet and throw her into the river to feed the fish! Uncle Alex, Ruth is my fiancee! Mine!"

Uncle said pulling me close by my shoulders Papa was visibly worried about this situation and uncle ate like a big foot. "Where is zoe?" Uncle asked. We hesitated. "At reunion after that her fiancé will pick her up." Replied mom "What reunion? And why will her fiancé pick her up?" Uncle asked angrily. "Umm... They are going on date" replied mom looking at the wall, the most interesting object in world. "THAT MEANS OUR GIRL IS ALONE WITH A GUY?" shout uncle hitting the table with both of this hands. Perfect!!! "Call her now." Uncle ordered dad