The Surrogate Bride Of My Ex S Uncle Novels & Stories

the whispers circulated among the onlookers. "I never realized he was this young. I thought he was around the same age as Rodrigo. Turns out, he's closer to Rodrigo's son." "You know what? He's a late bloomer, but they say he's remarkable." Charlotte was curious about her supposed fiancé's uncle. Was it him? The male model she had spent the night with at the rooftop nightclub. Wasn't he supposed to be in a different line of work? And he's George's uncle? Charlotte felt a tad embarrassed but then found the situation increasingly intriguing. Perhaps, in the future, George would have to address her as Auntie. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips, and suddenly, she felt empowered.

I don’t know if he missed biology class, but I know I can’t control the gender of the baby. I allowed myself to pick up the contract and flip through the pages again. Though I only held a high school diploma, I had always been passionate about law, and I could tell that the contract was in order. Even if it weren’t, I didn’t have the luxury of being picky right now. He was offering me more than a standard surrogacy contract would provide. I had to agree to this sham marriage for a while. While it would be challenging to pretend to be the wife of a Monaco lord who was ninth or tenth in line for the throne, it might also turn out to be an adventure. As I scrolled to the last page, I paused at

When she got married, we'd have to rewrite the definition of bridezilla. "Not an invitation. My parents were never invited." If I remembered correctly, Mom said she met Caroline's husband only a couple times before they both died. But now I knew Aunt Caroline was alive. Was her husband alive, too? Uncle. The mysterious husband was my uncle. "Well. Lamest announcement ever," stated Ruthie, grabbing the card from me and reading aloud its faded cursive scroll. "Dear Lydia and James,

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,”

I whispered loud enough for him to hear, backing away slightly, but Alaric’s grip on my waist didn’t loosen. "You will find out soon." Those words reached my ears before Sinclair grew more anxious. From the corners of my eyes, I could see my parents and Aurelia coming towards us with a ghostly appearance. They didn't look any less pale than Sinclair's parents, who watched the scene with their mouths wide open. This was a scandal, the reporters couldn't get enough. The bride who cancelled her wedding at the dying minute married the groom's uncle. Only God knew the kind of story they were cooking.

"Well I didn't want to come, honestly it seems like we're just throwing cash away for someone that's hardly related," This one was even more extravagant, he pulled out all the stops aggravating me because I think at this age he would have enough common sense not to waste more of the family's money on something that everyone knew was not going to last. "What made you change your mind?" Just then music began to play, and the bride was being escorted towards my uncle while he had a smile that looked like a cat licking cream. Was somebody so old supposed to look so punchable? "What do you know about the bride?" I said without looking at Kai my eyes were still fixed on her.

“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.

Questions raced through my mind as I watched, my heart beginning to pound wildly in my chest. Then ice water flooded my veins as Amanda walked out to meet them—smiling as she kissed Lucas on the lips, then pressed a gentle kiss to the boy’s forehead. "W-What the…" "Before you and Lucas got married, he was already with her. That’s their son—he’s three years old. You married a lying, cheating bastard, Lucia." Uncle Noah’s voice was low beside me, and tears began to stream down my face once more. I clutched at my chest as pain seared through me—so sharp I thought my heart might actually shatter into pieces.

The voice rings out around us, drawing everyone’s attention to the back of the cathedral, where Uncle Hamilton stands with a look of rage on his face. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Storming forward, he lets his aura explode from his body, demanding that not only me but even my father listen to what it is he is about to say. “Stop this madness right now!” He continues, reaching. “Have you lost your mind?” “Big brother,” my father responds easily. “So glad you’ve made the time to come to your nephew's wedding.” “Wedding?” Uncle Hamilton repeats, his face filling with disbelief. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

I had to sign it and lose everything I had in Elias family and business to my ex-husband. He took it all away from me as compensation for cheating in marriage. My stepmom actually set me up and was happy when I went home from the hospital to find my sister wearing a wedding band with my ex-husband. They were married. They mocked me and called me an infidel wife. They drank and made merry when they successfully tripped me. Should such a woman still have the guts to come to me and say something so unimaginable as being a surrogate Mother for her daughter and my ex-husband?"Nicole explained.