Shameless Us Aunt Ginger Novels & Stories

I was enjoying this when for a while until I got a message from my aunt, Julie. Aunt Julie was my mom’s sister. In the message, She texted that wanted me a few days before to meet her husband. “We’ve been married for years now and yet you’ve never attempted to get to know each other!” She texted. “But Aunty, you know I don’t really like being with the family,” I texted back. “You still have to come.” She was having some work event , some adult party and she wanted me to come. I wasn’t really interested. Then she said;

or the security video showing you entering my dad's office at two in the morning. "What?" I hardly spoke the word. "Damien, I never—" "Enough." Everyone fell silent as the voice emerged from the head of the table. With a long, deliberate motion that sent shivers down my spine, Kael Blackwell got up from his chair. I had always felt uneasy around Damien's uncle during family meals. He was too tall, too chilly, and too perceptive. He watched while everyone else chatted and laughed. And he was observing me at the moment as if I were something to be examined.

“I clearly transferred 100,000 dollars to your bank account at that time. How could it be just 1,000 dollars? “I’m old. It’s only normal that I can’t see things clearly at this age. Why didn’t you say anything at that time? Why did you have to wait and bring it up at the wedding? Why do you have to embarrass me at a time like this?” I was about to show another chat record when Amelia shot me a look of disgust. “Jonathan, are you doing this on purpose to embarrass us? “We’ve given you a wedding gift that’s worth 880,000 dollars. Why are you making such a big fuss simply because my mother made a mistake transferring the money?” Looking at Amelia, she felt like a complete stranger to me. I knew

Fix your face or you'll scare my Aunt,' I said through the mind link. 'I can't fix my face, not when I know I look like a clown in this way too-tight shirt and this tiny ass ripped khaki shorts. I look like the pizza delivery guy from a porno,' he retorted. 'What? You watch p**n?' But before he could answer Aunt Jules cleared her throat. Shit! "Sorry, Aunty." I began to make the introductions. "Zander this is my Aunty, Julia Campbell. Aunt Jules this is...."

“You can call me Anna, and I made my special soup.” “Mum!” Ginger groans, and we both look at her, standing by the door leading to the living room, fuming with anger. Mrs. Orbblood leans towards me, whispering, “She hates when I am friendly with her friends.” A chuckle leaves my lips briefly, but Ginger’s eyes shoot me a hard look, which causes me to clear my throat. “And I heard you guys,” she says. Then Anna shifts for me to meet Ginger, who grabs my hands as usual, leading me to the dining.

I needed to endure for now, then think of a way to deal with him or expose him before all eyes later. "I don't need you to hunt in my name. Let my husband worry about me while you worry about your wife," I stated coldly. Adrian chuckled. "There is no need to be so stiff, Aunt. It wouldn't be nice to be the only married woman without any hunted games." The way he used the Aunt title on me, it was clear that he was mocking me. I gritted my teeth and was trying to think of a befitting response when the doors to the court suddenly came open.

"I got this. I'm standing on my own feet for the first time in my life. And I won't accept your money. When Natalie is born, she is going to meet the new Gina. The slightly ruffled and flawed aunt, but who is working on becoming better." "You're not ruffled." She grimaces. "I scratched your friend." I grimace with her. "Okay, you definitely need more therapy." She snorts and throws a t-shirt in my face. "Pretend to be nice, why don't you? Lie to me." Once a few boxes are packed, the doorbell rings. "Oh," Gina glances toward the door, tilting her head. "Is Zane back with the coffee already?" "I don't know... Maybe?"

We wanted to have a Christmas together as a family. And then the surprise turned into a nightmare. The first thing my in-laws received after they went into the villa was not a hug. Instead, it was a basin of dirty water. Zack was standing at the porch, sizing us up with disgust. "Ms. Sampson's villa isn't home for the homeless. They're your parents, aren't they, Felix? Figures. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Ugh, I can still smell the mud on them."

Alex stared at his nephew, if he hadn’t saw the irrational behavior of his nephew, he would have probably thought he was cool headed. “You should sit down uncle?” Felix said with an obiedient smile, “Thank God you came, grandpa has missed you so much.” Alexander simply stared at his nephew with a blank expression as he sat down opposite them. Now that he was sitting face to face with his nephew, the urge to whack him on the face was fucking strong. Alexander wondered where Felix got the audacity to cheat on a beautiful woman like Liv with her stepsister. It was like exchanging fake silver for diamonds.