Flash Marriage With My Cheating Ex's Uncle Novels & Stories

The stage was set for a confrontation that would shake the foundation of their family and expose long-buried secrets. George, like a snake lurking in the shadows, burned with jealousy over Charlotte's closeness to his uncle. Once, when Charlotte had been kind to him, he had found her dull and uninteresting compared to Eva. Now, he discovered that his uncle, who had never shown much interest in women, was involved with his former fiancée. An unsettling feeling crept into his heart. His uncle was too extraordinary, and no woman could resist his charm. And now, it was his uncle who took the initiative.

Nate barely had time to catch her before they tumbled back onto the bed. She pounded a fist against his chest, which barely made an impact. “What was it, huh? You saw my card, my balance? That’s why you tricked me into this!” Nate met her glare, unruffled. Then, with a grin, “Sure, wifey. Let’s say I married you for your money. Because your personality’s not exactly charming.” She froze, stunned by his boldness. “You-!”

Something ugly and volatile crawls up my spine the longer I look at her flushed face, her trembling hands. "Do you know what it looked like?" I demand. "My wife meeting an ex-boyfriend in broad daylight? On the same week, the media is circling for any sign that this marriage is a sham." Her lips tremble, but she masks it with anger. “Maybe they should know it’s a sham.” I step in closer, breath sharp. “Is that what you want?” “It’s the truth, isn’t it?” she throws back. “You didn’t marry me because you love me. You didn’t marry me because you even like me. So why would it matter who I have coffee with?”

Just as I was about to alight from the car and make a run for it, I heard the sound of the trunk open making me come face to face with Uncle and Jarella staring at me with anger and shock on their respective faces as I stepped out of the trunk shutting it behind me. "What's going on here?" We heard a voice in the background as Aunty also came into view. I had successfully landed myself in trouble. "Honey what are you doing here and now?" Uncle asked before thinking it through. "I work here, remember?" She said with a duh expression making Uncle realize he asked a stupid and obvious question. "What the hell is going on Attracta?" "I'm sorry Aunty but I Uncle is cheating on you. I'm really sor

“Grandpa, cousins, this is Rammel Jordan, my husband. Ram, please meet my family, and this is my grandfather.” Grandfather studied him for a long, assessing moment. “I think I know you,” he said finally. Ram inclined his head politely. “Ram Jordan, sir. We met at a hotel during your granddaughter Amanda and my nephew Rafael’s wedding.” I wanted to vanish into the floor. How could I have forgotten that? “You married your ex-boyfriend’s uncle?” Michael hissed under his breath. “Yes, I did,” I said firmly, though my fingers trembled beneath the table. Ram’s hand slid over mine, steady, warm, grounding, and I felt my pulse begin to even out.

Racheal could almost feel her uncle’s shock through the phone. "Victor," Uncle Clark said slowly, his voice low and simmering with restrained anger. "Your ex-husband? Where did you see him, Racheal?" "It wasn’t planned," she said quickly, biting her lower lip as she replayed the chance encounter in her mind. “We just bumped into each other. It wasn’t anything serious.” Uncle Clark's voice was tight, his frustration barely contained. "Did he try to hurt you? Did he come near Jamal? Racheal, if that man laid a finger on either of you—"

I shook my head in refusal, trying my very best to dispel the thoughts and assumptions that the man I had a one-night stand with after my divorce, the man who had brought me back home, was actually related to my ex-husband and, even worse, his uncle. I laughed like a maniac, my fingers running through each strand of my hair as I kept my gaze locked on the plaque. I was now married to my own ex-husband's uncle? No… that didn't make any sense. It was just all in my head, right? I tried my best to keep my head intact, to keep my thoughts straight, but I just couldn't convince myself that this was all my imagination. It was real. I had signed a marriage contract with my ex-husband's uncle, and e

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, he froze. He pointed at my uncle, his finger trembling, his voice turning sharp and hysterical. "You're Cheryl's uncle, aren't you?! You are! You all teamed up to play me! You set me up and took my money! Ever since the engagement was called off, it was all a trap—wasn't it?!" At last, he pieced everything together. Starlight Media's boss was my uncle. The "true love" he had gone all in to support was an artist under my uncle's company.

* Chloe found Emily, who had pulled a night shift yesterday. Emily yawned, barely keeping her eyes open due to sleepiness. "What's up? Did you have a fight with Jake's uncle?" Chloe's mouth twitched in frustration. Just hearing these words made her anger flare up. "Do you know who Jake's uncle is?" "Yeah, didn't I point him out to you at the bar?" "That's not him." "Huh?" Emily rubbed her eyes. "What do you mean?" Chloe pulled out the photos she had secretly taken of Joseph and handed them to Emily. "Take a good look. Is this Jake's uncle?"

All of a sudden, I closed my mouth almost in surprise when my memories of that man popped up in my mind. This man's resemblance to John made me think that he was John. It turns out that no, this man is not Jhon, but… "So you are...?" I felt my heart beating very fast, realising that I had slept with another man who was none other than Chase, Jhon's uncle. I could feel my face heating up, realising I had made a fatal mistake. I bit my lip, feeling that this wasn't right. "Did you remember me? Wasn't last night a fun night for us?"