Novel & Cerita Uncle Nick Full House

" The maid introduced me as Rafael Fernandez's nephew and wait ,I just hope I'm dreaming ,are you my uncle's bride to be?" His last word immediately gave her courage and she held her head high. "I presume you are not deaf too. " He threw his head and laughed. "You gold-digging slut, it hasn't been up for 3 days and you are already crawling around my uncle, is that how desperate you are?" "I will not stand here and watch you speak to me in such rude manners. "She thundered ."I demand every bit of respect from you. " "Really,"He smirked."Little Miss Smart ,she's trying to be boss. "He folded his arms across his chest and approached her slowly." What if I tell my uncle that we are both dating?

He enjoyed their company so much. They happyly went to the kitchen to greet Lizzy and gave her the hug. Agnes and Evelyn were in the kitchen too so they got the hugs. Tom was very happy to see and hug his girlfriend. They talked and joked like they used to. It was a harmonious relationship between the uncle and the niece. Soon the dishes were ready and dinner was served.

“Hi.” My breath caught. Lance looked at Javier’s hand… and didn’t take it. He didn’t even move. Absolute dead air. A hot wave of irritation shot up my spine, from my chest up to my nape. What the hell is his problem? Javier withdrew his hand slowly—calm, but clearly thrown off. And that just made me angrier at Lance. Arrogant. Rude. Unbelievably full of himself. “Let me apologize on his behalf,” Uncle said with an awkward laugh. “My brother’s terrible at socializing.”

“I’ll keep wearing this uniform. Even if you buy me new ones. You don’t understand, because you don’t know what a mother’s love feels like. Have you ever received a gift from your mother? If you had, you wouldn’t openly call this uniform ugly and cheap.” Uncle Victor set his cup down. The porcelain touching the table sounded like a judge’s gavel. He must be angry because I talked too much. “You’re living in my house now,” he said firmly. His voice remained calm, and that calmness made him even more frightening. “I decide what’s best for you, Nick. Anyone who lives in my house follows my rules. If you can’t follow them, then leave. You can go back to the auction.” Thud.

I wondered, frowning as he walked past me. "I’m entrusting my wife to you, Uncle. I’ll visit her often. I know you’re just feeling sorry for her because of what happened, but if she acts like your wife because that’s what her mind believes, please keep your distance," I said. Uncle Noah didn’t respond—he just kept walking and left the house. "Tch! I can’t believe he’s my mother’s brother at all. If he weren’t rich, I’d never play nice with him. But since I need his money, I have to pretend to be the perfect nephew."

"Your friends? Who?" Fletcher responded quickly. "Just some new friends, I’ll introduce to you and Uncle Noah, of course. We have some important business to discuss." Once, I would leave him alone whenever he said he had business to deal with, which seemed to be his official excuse. This time, he wouldn't believe that Uncle Noah was in the bathroom behind me, taking a shower. "You two fought last time. Did you guys make up so quickly?" "You know, the family won't become enemies."

said Nick with a very thick arrogant tone. Nick is one of the sons of a successful businessman in Barcelona, his father even owns an international company spread across several countries in Europe. The blue-eyed man was also the potential sole heir to the fast-growing Knight family business. Since sitting in high school Nick's handsomeness is also too conspicuous, he was even crowned as the most handsome student in his school, and Vanilla, the girl is one of Nick's fans. "That's why I ask for your help. I'm sure, you don't have to try so hard to get close to Vanilla anymore, she will melt easily on you."

I flipped his cards over, ignoring his outburst. Full house. Henry was wrong. I didn’t always get what I wanted.

Dad said as he sat down, helping himself to a few slices of pizza. “Yes, I'll be there on time,” Uncle replied between bites. I glanced between them, curiosity getting the best of me. “Are you both going somewhere?” “Yes,” Uncle chuckled, wiping his mouth with a napkin. “I'm taking you to my farmhouse for some fresh air.” “Dad?” I looked at him, questioning whether he would be joining us or not. As I turned my gaze to my right, I met Uncle Harrison's eyes. In that fleeting moment, our eyes locked, and I felt a surge of nerves and excitement, silently communicating our unspoken understanding about the intimate evening ahead of us, away from prying eyes.

His was disgusted. "Yes.... now the time has come....." I heard Uncle Anthony. Nick came from the front door pointing a gun at my Uncle's head. Uncle? Do I even have to call him Uncle. He doesn't deserve the love and respect that I has reserved for him. I stood up from my seat and went near Anthony. He was not my Uncle. I can't believe that he could do all this.