Dumping My Fiancé For His Uncle Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jared insisted. "You must have set a trap! Or you forced Uncle Jared to marry you so you could get back at me! Uncle Jared and I had nothing to do with our relationship. I dumped you because I didn't love you! Don't you dare interfere in Uncle Jared's life!" Jake looked very upset. No, he wasn't just upset. He was furious. "Jake, stop. This is a sacred funeral; don't make a scene here." Jared said it firmly. "I can't accept you marrying her, Uncle." Jake continued to protest.

Cruz said with an unreadable expression. "Then why did you let her go, when you found her tonight?" Frost asked, before moving away from the mirror, walking to the wardrobe in the room. "Her fiance, my nephew came to pick her up, and I told him not to alert anybody in the family, because if mother finds out I am back, she will want me to take over everything the Hayes own before my sister gives it to her son." "A family drama loading." Frost voice came out sarcastic, like the villain in a movie "Nice step"

"You said you were separated." Marcus interrupted quickly. "Separated." He smiled bitterly. "Not divorced." The word hit Emily like a stone. She clenched her fists. "You’re the one who disappeared." Marcus shrugged casually. "I had business." Emily almost laughed. "Business?" Her voice became sharper. "You cheated on me." The lobby fell silent again. Marcus didn’t deny it. Instead, he looked at Alexander again. "You see, Uncle…" "...your taste in women hasn’t changed." Alexander’s eyes darkened instantly.

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.

Who had been, for three weeks, exactly where he said he would be. "The DNA test said cousins. Which was based on a lie Roland has been keeping for thirty-one years. The actual result is no relation. Nothing." "Yes." "Which means the only thing between this marriage and being real is..." "Us," Elias said quietly. "What we decide it is." She held his gaze. "I spent fourteen months with someone who looked at me like I was everything and was performing all of it. Every single moment, every dinner, every conversation..... And then I spent three weeks with you, and you have never once performed anything, and I don't know what to do with that except"

"Well, of course she was hurt and demanded a divorce which of course, I was not planning on giving her." "So, now here's the fun part..." Charles gives him a side eye but the other man is having too much fun to notice. "She got the divorce with the help of my uncle..." "And? Come on, don't hold out the best part on us." Anthony teases, leaning forward to listen. "Then she married him, my uncle." "Whoa!" "Badass!" "The fuck!" "She's that cool!" "The slut..." Charles looks at Anthony. "What did you say?"

Then he turned dramatically again. “Grandpa, look at her! Even now she refuses to admit what she’s done! Everyone knows she used to be my fiancée!” “Then only a short time after our engagement ended, she suddenly appeared beside Uncle Leonel. What kind of decent woman does that?” He sneered viciously. “Uncle Leonel was obviously manipulated by her. At a time like this, she should be thrown out immediately. And that bastard child too.” “Enough!” Chairman Crawford’s voice suddenly cut through the hallway sharply.

"After you practically threatened me too." I groan, running a hand through my hair. "Besides, what would I even tell them? 'Hey, good news, my uncle's dead, and I was the only one who witnessed him get shot by my soon-to-be fiancé, who's only marrying me so I'm not forced to work off his debt to the mob at a whore house." The corner of Ava's lips tips up slightly. "That might be a difficult conversation to have." I tilt my head, "You think?"

I could feel tears streaming down my face from how hard I was laughing. “I don’t even know, Duke. I don’t know” I sat on my bed and placed my head in my hands. “Talk to me, Miss,” he urged. I was quiet for a while before I lifted my head to stare at him. “This day is so funny. I have an uncle asking me to pay his gambling debts and a husband who doesn’t love me or want to have anything to do with me but feels he is being considerate by giving me two weeks to mourn my dad before becoming his side piece” My life was becoming pathetic in the blink of an eye.

Melanie laughs. "Melanie, if you are here to make trouble, I am going to throw you out of my wedding. I do not want you here. I am marrying the woman that I love and you can forget about coming close to me ever again. I do not have any respect for you, and we all know that you and Jake were lovers. You ran away with Jake. Sienna also knows it now," My uncle says.