Dumping My Fiancé For His Uncle Novels & Stories

'He is the groom?' Sierra thought with shock. All the blood drained out of her face at that realisation. Not only is he the groom, but also Claire's uncle and the owner of the yacht. 'Sierra, how did you end up in this kind of a mess? You slept with Claire's uncle who is thinking that you are some cheap whore. Why is this happening to me?' Sierra thought to herself feeling stressed.

“Do you have any idea how insane this whole thing sounds right now?” I stayed silent. Because honestly? It sounded insane to me too. Mia folded her arms tightly across her chest. “You slept with your ex-fiancé’s uncle,” she said flatly. “Who also happens to be your terrifying billionaire boss. Then somehow you started having… whatever this thing is between you two while Ethan publicly loses his mind.” When she put it like that, it really did sound catastrophic. “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.” “I know.” My eyes lifted toward her in surprise. Mia sighed heavily before leaning beside me against the wall.

my uncle’s voice cut sharply through the air. My problem is getting so complicated, I am caught in the cruel dilemma pressing down on me from all sides—torn between my fragile grandma lying in a hospital bed and this suffocating contract marriage. Marrying a playboy wasn’t even the real problem anymore. Deep inside, I knew it—I had already crossed paths with the wrong man. “You’ll be moving in with them today,Your belongings will be sent tomorrow morning.” my uncle said flatly. My fists clenched at my sides, heat rising in my chest. “But why, Uncle? What about Grandma? She needs me, I ..I need to be with her!” My voice shook, not from weakness but from barely restrained anger.

Donald whispered. Uncle? Anne's heart stopped. Hades looked at Donald with cold eyes. "You're causing a scene. Leave my fiancée alone.”

As far as she was concerned, they were cut from the same cloth. She thrust her hands on her hips, meeting his gaze unblinking. She scoffed. “I had no idea who you were until I found your card. Why would I sleep with my fiancé’s uncle? And if I wanted to—even if I was that stupid—why would it be with the family’s black sheep?” His gaze darkened. “What?”

Jason managed to pick up his jaw that had fallen to the floor after a few seconds. “Uncle, y-you can’t be serious!” He blurted in bewilderment. “Jasmine was my fiancé up until yesterday. How can you be getting married to her?!” “Surely this is some sort of prank right?” Charlotte added, her voice dripping with contempt towards Jasmine. “You can’t possibly want someone as cheap as her.” Asher’s lips twitched as he enjoyed their reactions. He was so close to laughing, but he kept his expression controlled.

"Wow, I thought I wouldn't see you today. Where have you been lately? I remembered perfectly that you were in prison. You're no longer in jail, right? What about your uncle Fred?" I moved away from him and glared even harder at him because I remembered what he did at my wedding and to Casey, who was crazy about him, and he hurt her so bad that it made Casey look like a crazy slut now. I pitied Casey for loving this man because he turned her to be so rebellious and sleeping with different men, even with Logan. He sighed, “Well, I left the prison and Uncle Fred died in a car accident last month and I don’t wanna talk about it anymore.”

And more importantly I wanted to return to the country of my birth and that of my parents with my little girl. Images of the last seven years flickered through my eyes. The deception of Marcus, Veronica betrayal, my abrupt departure. The loneliness of a foreign land, and the unexpected pregnancy. A pang of anger shot through me as I thought of the ultimatum my uncle gave to me that morning, marry Marcus or be cut off. “He should have handled it better,” I muttered underneath my breath as I always did whenever I replayed the incident in my head. It still hurts and angers me whenever I remember. I thought about how my uncle reacted when he should have been trying to get me to open up about my

I always thought he was faithful to aunt or that even if he were cheating on her, he would have the decency to hide it from others and probably do it with an older woman, not some young chick in her early 20s. Uncle has got some explaining to do, and I am not leaving till I get to the bottom of this. " You're still here?. I thought you left" Uncle says nonchalantly as he enters his office "You wouldn't believe what just happened. My....." He adds with excitement but I cut in " You mistress just woke" I cut in bitterly. I am highly disappointed with him for stealing my unwanted mate from me. " What??" He ask confused " I'm talking about that shameless display you and your mistress just exhibi

Silver’s POV 2 years of my life down the drain because my fiancé couldn’t keep it in his pants. “I still think you should just marry his uncle,” Rebecca laughed as she took another sip of her drink. We were sitting at the local bar, drinking away Gavin’s memory. “Marry his uncle?” I asked, peeking over at my intoxicated friend. “Now, that would be interesting.” Was it wrong that I was actually considering her idea? “And it would piss off Gavin,” she added.