Romans & histoires Dumping My Fiance For His Uncle

Fred asked. Humph! So rude! Our parents look between each other. "Well, since you want to cut to the chase, we will just say it" dad said. Uncle clears his throat and adjust in his chair. "We're calling off the engagement!" Uncle said. T. B. C. Finally Jason got the beating he's been asking for.. 👊👊 .

I stomped my shoes on his feet and he yelped in pain as I remembered his previous words. I glared daggers at him and went inside the study room without knocking and that's the biggest mistake I made that day. Uncle and his fiance, Bianca were making out, like literally eating each other's mouth crazily. She was almost naked with only her lingerie on while uncle was shirtless and his pants slightly opened. I don't know why tears pooled around my eyes like I was seeing my boyfriend cheating on me but it wasn't the case. "Fuck off!" Bianca screamed at me when she spotted me and I saw Uncle noticing me too.

“Uhhh, I didn’t mean that we live together. I was just with him at the moment and I planned to–“ My mother laughed, interrupting my nervous ramble. “Honey, we’re not kids. We already know.” Well, if that wasn’t a bigger shock. “You do?” “You hold grudges, baby.” My father reminded me. “You’d never want to breathe the same air as Fabiola again.” “Well, we’re breathing the same air now, aren’t we?” I murmured. “That’s because you decided to date his uncle,” Carol said under her breath, making sure I was the only one that heard. It didn’t matter though. My family was going to find out soon anyway.

Now that Jade was back in my life, I didn’t want to complicate it by adding his uncle. I remained calm and made notes in my head about how I was going to explain that I had a fiancé. Just when I thought he was not going to respond, he started talking. "You know you’re really funny; you walked to me and told me you were ready to even marry me. I asked that we get to know each other, but you refused; you said you wanted to do what your ex did, and now after marriage, you think you can just toss me aside; I’m not your fucking toy.” He sounded angry, and I didn’t respond as he was driving.

Spike and Star’s cute barks calmed him as he kissed them both, clutching them to his chest. Then he continued. “My chaotic family was the reason I never wished to introduce you to them. They are cold-hearted, self-absorbed, and power-hungry people, following the stupid traditions that only favor them. And my uncle is the biggest moron, a vampire who has stopped eating to maximize his powers.” His eyes burned with rage as he growled. “Grandpa’s response made it clear that Uncle had spread the news of your divorce in our community. Gosh, I want to kill him!”

“Your dear husband’s ex-girlfriend is now dating Liam.” Sandra froze mid-motion, her smile fading for a moment before curling into a dark smirk. “Oh, that’s rich. So the little chubby event planner finally found her way into the billionaire’s heart? Interesting.” She laughed softly, shaking her head. “It’s not love. It’s revenge.” Adams scoffed, but there was unease in his eyes. “Revenge? Don’t be ridiculous.” Sandra’s gaze darted toward him. “Is it? Think about it. You dumped her for a model and humiliated her in front of everyone. Marina here never approved of her either. Don’t you see? Dating Liam is her way of slapping both of you in the face.”

‘Could it be that I actually care about his uncle? “What would people say if they found out you’re dating my uncle?” Neven continued, voice venomous, his breath hot against my ear. “They’ll probably call you a gold-digging whore. Is that what you want?” His fingers dug harder into my jaw, possessive and cruel, as the distant swell of the waltz drifted mockingly down the hallway.

Her father patted her shoulder proudly before introducing her. "This is Steave Alexander Whitmore. He's my new business partner." The moment Serena got a closer look at his face, her heartbeat quickened. It was the man she had nearly run into in the hallway outside Ethan's apartment. "Serena, Steave is also Ethan's uncle, your fiancé's uncle," her father continued. Serena blinked. Of course. Whitmore. The name immediately connected him to Ethan. Swallowing hard, Serena tried to hide her surprise.

Then he leaned back in his chair and folded his arms. “So…” His gaze narrowed. “Do your parents know?” I frowned. “Know what?” “About this new relationship of yours.” My expression remained blank. “They’ll know eventually.” Uncle let out a slow breath. “And Jessica?” Hearing her name alone irritated me. “Weren’t the two of you practically promised to each other?” “I don’t want Jessica.” I answered without hesitation. “I’d rather have my mate.” My uncle's eyes suddenly bulged hearing what I said as he jerked stragiht from his chair.

“Over my dead body. I’d rather poke my eyes out with a cast iron that has been melted and stab myself in the heart a thousand times than be your bride.” He sighed, waving me away like I was just yapping without making any point. “I find that hard to believe.” “And what makes you think that you know me to that extent?” “Because you don’t jump after hearing that the hounds would be after you. That means you care about your life.” He made a solid point. “I just came out from a divorce with your nephew. Now I have to deal with you, his uncle. And why? Why do I have to be with you? Tell me one good reason why.”