Your Uncle Is My Husband Now นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Arthur nodded slowly. “That means Marcus Carter is technically part of the Hale family.” Emily looked at Adrian. “Technically.” Ryan frowned. “Why technically?” Adrian answered calmly. “Marcus’s father was my older brother.” Ryan blinked. “…Okay.” He counted on his fingers. “So let me understand this.” He pointed at Emily. “You were married to Marcus Carter.” Then he pointed at Adrian. “And now you’re married to his billionaire uncle.” Emily sighed. “Yes.” Ryan leaned back. “That’s going to make family dinners awkward.”

She approached her husband, hugged him around the neck as she leaned over the sofa, and kissed his cheek. "Alright, please deliver it to the house. Thank you." He hung up and kissed his wife's cheek. "How did it go?" "Well, my uncle… Gian… is sleeping with Tracey," she whispered. "I just checked on them." "You mean that young uncle of yours?" Sandro mumbled. He had already met the guy while Harvey followed him around. "Yup, that's him. But Mom doesn't know about him yet. I'll tell her later."

Just as the thought settled in my heart, John, who had somehow broken free again, rushed toward me and dropped to his knees. He clutched my arm, voice trembling with desperation. "Audrey, tell me… You married my uncle just to make me jealous, didn't you? I admit it, I'm jealous. I'm going mad with it. I can't lose you. Don't marry him, please?" His words sent ripples of shock through the crowd. John's father stormed forward, yanking him by the arm. "You worthless brat! What the hell are you doing? Get up! Stop disgracing us here!"

~Eliza~ I still couldn’t believe it. Twisting my simple gold band on my finger, my heart thudded against my ribcage as it sank in that I was actually married. For the second time. To my ex-boyfriend. Who was also my ex-husband’s uncle. If the evidence weren’t staring me right in the eye this moment, I would dismiss this as a dream. It was as real as the deep blue colour of Atlas’ unsmiling eyes in the picture frame.

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?"

THE MOVE ELENA'S POV Sophia arrives at my old apartment at eight in the morning carrying two extra-large coffees and a box of croissants and wearing the expression she gets when she has several things to say and is deciding the order in which to say them. She sets everything on the kitchen counter, she looks at me. "You signed a contract marriage," she says. "With Lucien Blackwood." "Yes." "The man who is your ex-husband's uncle." "Yes."

AURORA “Uncle?” My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag as my brain failed to believe that my husband was being bent over by a man he introduced to me as his uncle from his mother’s side. This can’t be real… Chuckling humorlessly to myself, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, willing myself that the sight before me would vanish when I opened them. However, when I opened my eyes, the shameless man, now pulled out of my husband, stroked his rigid dick whilst glaring at me as if I were the shameless person here.

"Daniel, I would advise you to watch your fucking mouth. That man you are talking to is my uncle, and Kayden is my husband, not some psycho." "Uncle?" I ask, my eyebrows raised. I run my hands through my hair. "Is this some joke?" I walk towards her table, resting my hands on it as I stare at her. "You are forgetting that we were married for years, Amelia, and in those years you never once said you had some uncle. Your grandmother never said it either." "Maybe she would have told you if you did not kill her!" She snaps back at me. Okay. This whole thing seems like some messed up scheme.

He pulled the gun from his thigh holster and smashed the butt of it into Leo’s cheekbone. “Open your goddamn eyes. Look closely,” he snarled. “She is my wife. The Donna. And Nico is my son.” Leo hit the floor, blood pouring down his face. His eyes were wide with disbelief. “Uncle,What are you talking about? How could Aurora be your woman? She was my fiancée!” “Is she just scared? Did she get you to play along to fool me?” Cassiano looked right through him, like he was an ant.

"I spent a long time believing she simply stopped loving me. Finding out someone engineered that belief on purpose was its own kind of heartbreak, layered right on top of the first one." Diane let the silence sit for a moment before continuing. "There's been a lot written about this family in the last few weeks. Forged documents, a scandal involving your nephew, allegations against your mother, and the death of your uncle. That's an enormous amount to carry. How are you both doing, honestly, underneath all of it?" "Exhausted," Ivy admitted, a small, surprised laugh escaping her. "Honestly, I'm exhausted. But also, for the first time in three years, not alone in carrying it, and that's what b