Marrying My Ex's Uncle Full Movie Novels & Stories

Camilla's POV Uncle The man I married is my ex husband’s uncle. Luca Milano Richard Hartford Milano. Why didn't I figure it out sooner? Is this just all a game? If it was then why would he take their company or why hadn't I seen him or why wasn't he ever mentioned? I took small breaths in, twisting the ring around my finger out of anxiety. After the meeting that ended with the security dragging Margaret out of the office and Nathaniel following behind with a dry look on his face.

Waiting for his judgment, his disbelief, his fury—anything but the heavy silence that fell between them. Her uncle blinked, disbelief written across every wrinkle of his weathered face. Then came the only word he could utter, heavy with confusion and a sense of surrealism. “So… what you’re telling me is… you’re now married. And your husband is the brother of your ex-fiancé?” Raellyn nodded once. “Yes, Uncle.” Her uncle blinked at her as if he hadn't heard correctly. His mouth parted, but no words came. For a long moment, he simply stared, as though the very foundation of his understanding had been shaken.

I looked at him and came to the conclusion that it was not my imagination but Uncle has really asked me to marry Rahul. OMG !!!! But does he wants to get married to me?? I didn't know what to say. What happened all of a sudden??? "But he was getting married today ?" I asked. "Yes, but she eloped, leaving a letter that she had to go for an audition for an upcoming movie. So she could not attend her own marriage." Uncle said bitterly. He then gave me her letter to read. I was not sure if I should read it... But Uncle said I must.

Mitchelle smiled at him with genuine warmth that I had never seen her direct at me during our entire marriage. "Sure baby," she replied as she took his arm. They turned and walked away together while I stood there frozen and unable to form a coherent thought. My uncle had married my ex wife. Dorian Roth had married Mitchelle. The woman I had spent three years controlling and dismissing was now married to a man who was the biggest threat to my existence. Vincent appeared at my elbow and gripped my shoulder hard. "Jason, breathe," he ordered quietly. "You need to breathe right now."

My brother was also on the same floor as us but I barely saw him and his wife because they weren’t always wandering around. Ben glared at Adriana who was glued to my side but his gaze softened up when his gaze traveled to me. He wanted to complain but he knew nothing he would say would sound sensible since he was the one that cheated on her. He was ever parading the other girl around so he couldn’t complain about Adriana being with me, especially in front of me. “Are you going out, uncle?” It wasn’t usually his business if I was going out. I would know that, but the mere fact that his ex-girlfriend was with me intrigued him. “Yes. I have business outside,”

Suddenly, the whole hall except three people started to clap. Valentina stared at Felix as if he had betrayed her, a wave of dizziness came over her but it was gone as soon as it came. Alex stared at his father and nephew in anger while Olivia couldn’t believe her ears. Her ears started to ring and the ceiling started to close in on her. How dare they. Mr. Zachery had promised to cut off the marriage agreement but here he was telling the whole world that she was going to marry Felix when her sister was carrying his child.

The title made my blood boil: "Diego Mendoza: My Uncle Destroyed My Marriage!" I pressed the play button with trembling hands. Diego sat in the studio with a fake sad expression. Beside him, Isabella sat gracefully, occasionally stroking his arm as if comforting him. "I don't know what else to say. I've lost the wife I loved because of my own uncle's actions. Julian Mendoza, my uncle, has destroyed my marriage." The journalist nodded sympathetically. "Can you tell us more details, Mr. Diego?"

I left his office. “What did Uncle say?” Cara asked the moment I stepped out. Before I could answer, her eyes fell on the brochures in my hands. She snatched them from me, scowling. “You’re marrying Uncle?!” “Sshh.” I hushed her quickly in case anyone overheard—though I was sure we were the only ones on this floor. At least, I thought we were. “M-Married? You and Uncle Clifford?” Both Cara and I turned at the shaky voice. My breath caught. Jackson was standing a short distance away, frozen like a statue, his face etched with shock.

Even I said the same thing and then ended by signing the legal marriage certificate. I didn't know how, but I certainly felt relieved. But on the one hand, I still couldn't believe that I was actually married to a man who was my ex-fiancé’s uncle. An awkward feeling came over me as we exited the building. He, who had been tense, no longer showed that expression. Did that mean he was relieved? "This marriage is purely a transaction, Emily," he said, starting to call my name. "You don't have to worry if I have any malicious intentions towards you."