Novel & Cerita Married Ex-fiancé's Uncle

"But what about the woman you were with? You seemed excited about her." "I was, but I don't like talking about it. But I'll talk to you because we talk about everything. As you know, I was forced to break up with her, and now..." He smiled awkwardly. "For some reason, she married my uncle, Richard." "That scoundrel, it seems he always wants everything that's yours!" she grumbled, hitting the table in anger.

“Who are you to lecture me, sir? You heard me. I told you that I’m sorry.” “Who am I?” He repeated and smirked at me. Yes, who the fuck are you? I saw him in the villa. Needless to say, he and David knew each other. Or maybe… he and that woman? I don’t know. “I’m Gavin Palma–David’s uncle.” My jaw left on the floor.

He was obviously caught by surprise, everyone was. "Did I hear that right, Ares? Valarie, as in Valarie Caine Richmond, Daniel's ex-wife. Have you gone nuts?" Alpha Allen jumped to his feet, slamming the table hard. "Calm down father. Relax." Lucas ran to Alpha Allen's side, tapping his back gently. Behaving like he was the good child here, his hypocritism stinking everywhere. "Yes, you all heard me right. She's my fiancee and i'll be using this medium to inform you all about my mating and wedding ceremony with her, which will be happening in a few months time."

“Anna. The one I dated before. I messed up but—” “Joshua,” his mother cut in sharply, her tone deadly calm, “that woman is engaged to your uncle. The Sinclair heir. The man keeping this family afloat!” Josh blinked like he had been slapped. “What?” he breathed. “She is Alaric Sinclair’s fiancée. Do you know what that means for us?” “She’s... she's married into our family?” Josh croaked, face going pale. “Engaged. And she’s the reason your uncle hasn’t pulled our funding yet,” his dad growled. “If you’ve just embarrassed her in front of the press—”

"It's possible. Either way, after all the drama online recently, I totally believe that Giselle would never crawl back to him." "If Mr. Fordham shows up too doesn't that technically make it a family dinner? The younger one is bringing a girlfriend to meet the elders." "I want to become my ex's aunt, too. Sadly, all his uncles are in their 30s and 40s. I can't accept it." "That's nothing. I know someone whose ex cheated on her, so out of spite, she married his father and became his stepmother!" "This kind of behavior is unacceptable. It's like you don't even value your life!"

Uncle said pulling me close by my shoulders Papa was visibly worried about this situation and uncle ate like a big foot. "Where is zoe?" Uncle asked. We hesitated. "At reunion after that her fiancé will pick her up." Replied mom "What reunion? And why will her fiancé pick her up?" Uncle asked angrily. "Umm... They are going on date" replied mom looking at the wall, the most interesting object in world. "THAT MEANS OUR GIRL IS ALONE WITH A GUY?" shout uncle hitting the table with both of this hands. Perfect!!! "Call her now." Uncle ordered dad

“I was looking forward to that. And since he has already heard your voice, I should warn you that it’s someone you know.” My eyebrows shot up. Someone I knew? Was everyone in the mafia these days? Was it a casual thing? “Someone I know?” “Considering he’s your fiancé’s uncle, you should.” “Ex-fiancé.” I corrected it before asking. “Which of his uncles? He has a lot. Does that mean he is also in the mafia?” Caspian snorted as he went through the cupboard to get plates. “He’s too much of a pussy to be involved in things like this. He’ll get killed too fast.”

Val said out of no way,how dare she call me mere fiancé. I stabbed her with my eyes when she said fiancé but her wink explains it all. “Fiancé?” Her uncle said in a suspicious tone. “So you two ain’t married yet?” The Aunt asked as if she heard gossip about our marriage before now. Val shook her head and tapped me on the thigh , I did the same smiling awkwardly. “That’s lovely, I am glad you remember your roots and know that we have traditions to follow in marriage rites”. Her Uncle commented.

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.