Romans & histoires Married Ex-fiancé's Uncle

"I'm so sorry, Casper. I had no idea something like that happened." I guess I should have never asked in the first place. He looked somehow sad telling me his ex-wife cheated on him with another man. It must have hurt to even catch them in the act, just the same way I caught Leon and my cousin. He shrugged, trying to downplay the situation. "It's not a big deal." I nodded. "Of course it isn't a big deal." Turning to him, I asked, "So how is it going outside? I mean, how is the media still flowing about what happened? I heard your grandmother requested that you see her."

“Liam. You’re here. For a moment, I thought you might brush me off, like you always brush off anything tied to our father’s wealth.” Liam took his seat opposite him, his movements calm and deliberate. When he finally looked up, his eyes glinted with amusement. “Our father’s wealth? Don’t forget, Adams—we don’t share the same father. You’re not my brother in the way you like to claim. You’re my nephew. Your father was my elder brother.”

There was something painfully familiar about him. And then it hit me. My stomach dropped so hard it actually hurt. Oh, God. Viktor Sullivan Julian's uncle. The black sheep of the Sullivan family. The man who had walked away years ago, built his own empire from nothing, and somehow became even richer than the family he'd left behind. I'd only met him a handful of times at family events, but Julian had made one thing very clear. "Stay away from Uncle Viktor." My face burned so badly I thought I might actually pass out.

said next left him dumbfounded. Mrs. Ford Sr. uttered, "Oh, I forgot to mention, while you were away, your uncle got married. And his bride happens to be your former fiancée, Haley." Those words hit him like a lightning bolt, exploding in his ears. James nearly thought he was hearing things, his eyes widening in disbelief. Who got married? His uncle got married? Why did he understand every word individually but couldn't comprehend them together? His mind went blank, and it took him a long time to finally find his voice again.

" I explained briefly. Maya still looked at me like I was speaking gibberish. "Or…have you resigned from that? No, it's okay if you don't do that anymore. I.... "Name who?" She cuts in. A broad smile took over my face. "My uncle... his..." I gulped so hard before I could pronounce the word. "His wife. I need you to take him away until she has no choice." "Why? You want her to be yours?" She smiled, knowing that I must be guilty of something.

Seeing that he had gotten off the bed, I folded my arms, stared at him, and scoffed, "Do you think I'm a fool? What does marrying you have to do with getting revenge on Jude and Riley?" "Jude's mother is my sister and that means he is my nephew," he stated and once again, my eyes widened in surprise. In all the years I dated Jude, he never once told me he had an uncle. He made me believe his mother was an only child, greatly loved by his grandfather. The information I had received about Simon did not show that he had a sibling, so I became even more suspicious. "You're Jude's uncle?" I asked, my suspicion obvious. He sighed, "I know how this seems, but unless you dig deeper, you won't find a

The dress was the right one and she was getting married in it and everything else could wait. Damien drove them home, He was quite unusual and replied in monosyllables. "Your uncle seems really cool," Maya said. His hands shifted on the wheel. Just slightly. "He's all right." "You seemed uncomfortable." "We're fine." He checked his mirror. "He's been away and Things changed while he was gone so He's adjusting." Maya nodded then She watched the road. Damien checked his rearview mirror, clearing his throat and shifting his grip on the steering wheel.

Dave's eyes widened at the sudden news; he fixed his gaze on the screen, watching his uncle's facial expression as he revealed their relationship. 'Wife. How?' It has only been a few days since they broke up, so he wondered when did they get married or was it a lie. He knew his uncle was a straightforward person so he would never lie about something like that. He had been following up the news; he knew he would get answers from his uncle after the wedding or through the interview. But the revelation was too stunning. At first, when he saw the title of the article and photos of the two of them, he thought Ivy must have seduced him according to the rumors, since his and Ivy's relationship and

“If her ex-fiancé could get engaged to someone else immediately after their break up, then it shouldn’t be a crime for her do the same.” Jason’s anger reached a boiling point. “It’s a fucking crime because she’s doing it with my uncle!” He snapped. “Our family name will be dragged to the mud!” “I agree,” Richard interjected, his voice tight with annoyance. “Asher, why would you jeopardize our family’s reputation for a nobody? Mother wouldn’t be too happy—” “And why wouldn’t I be happy?” A feminine, gravelly voice suddenly echoed from the staircase. All eyes turned towards the stairs as none other than the celebrant herself, Ophelia Wayne, slowly but gracefully descended the stairs.