Your Uncle Is My Husband Now นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My uncle is not yet here, and I think he must be preparing himself to get the title of a CEO today. "Hi, Alicia," Hearing his annoying voice behind me, I turn to see him standing with his devilish wife beside him, both smiling innocently at me. If I was not aware of what they have done, I swear I would think they are the sweetest people on earth. "Hi, uncle, Aunt," I reply to them with a smile, since I have to pretend nothing is going on. I don't want him to do something stupid here. The last thing I want now is someone getting hurt in this building.

The semester started in two days, so they'd returned to campus a couple of days earlier. "What?" Grace asked absent-mindedly. She was thinking about how she wouldn't have time to see Seth now that the new semester was starting and was wondering if he would think of her. So, she didn't hear what Keira said. Keira cleared her throat and said, "I said your uncle has been cuckolded. Your cousin isn't your cousin at all." Grace snapped to her senses when she heard that. She grabbed the phone from Keira and read the article. Keira continued, "Your uncle's a poor thing, really. He's raised someone else's son for over a decade. But that's not all.

How dare you touch your uncle's wife? Collins' face fell as he stared at me and back at Hazel. Everyone else, including Collins' mom, seemed to be in shock as well. Tears rolled down Collins' cheeks, "Miranda, this is a joke, right? How can you be married to my uncle? No, it's not possible. Uncle Hazel, Miranda is very young, so how can she be your wife? I get it, she told you about me and you both agreed to play a prank on me, right?

She felt relieved and happy, so I smiled back at her gently. "Well, look what happened." Lila's voice was distracting. "Why do I feel like something is different? It's like I'm seeing couple chemistry between you." She looked at us in turn. Her gaze was probing and confirming. "Even though Ethan is Alex's uncle, you're not that far apart in age. I can feel you're a good match." I snorted. "We are indeed getting married," I replied bluntly, casually but somewhat rudely. "Getting married?!" Lila was stunned, her eyes changed, and she looked surprised, looking at us in turn. "What's going on? What's going on?"

He cursed at Agar and turned to face me. “And what makes you think he hasn’t fucked me yet!” I said as anger burned through me, I shouldn’t stay to hear the rest of what he has said but I wanted to know, especially if it’s something I was doing that could also let people know that my husband hasn’t fucked me, hell he hasn’t even looked at me. “My uncle doesn’t do sloppy seconds, my dick has been inside you, trust me he wouldn’t put it in you even if his life depended on it”

Lavender: “What the fuck is going on? Who was that?” I stormed in, and my uncle hastily ended the call. “That was your husband-to-be,” he yelled back at me, shocking me. “Huh? My husband-to-be? Have you lost your mind?” I shouted, standing up for myself. “This is for your own good. No one else will ever marry you. But him—he’s willing to give you respect and a place in his home,” he reasoned, as if I’d actually accept the husband he had picked out for me.

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.

like it was a disease. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. "She has some things to take care of." "Things," He repeated, eyes narrowed. "Like painting in a worn out store in the middle of nowhere?" How did he... I didn't even want to know. My jaw tightened. I should’ve seen this coming, but hearing it out loud annoyed more than I'd anticipated. "That's not anyone's business. It's between my wife and I." "Claiming her after what you did?" My uncle, Marcello, chimed in. His Hazel eyes held it's own when I met his gaze. "She's not supposed to be married to you."

I led the way, and he trailed behind me. As soon as I got in, I motioned at a. hair for him. “I'm not here to chat,” I inhaled deeply before giving a reply, “what do you want, uncle?” “I want to understand what you, and that your chipmunk husband are doing.” “Running a company,” I replied,

" I explained briefly. Maya still looked at me like I was speaking gibberish. "Or…have you resigned from that? No, it's okay if you don't do that anymore. I.... "Name who?" She cuts in. A broad smile took over my face. "My uncle... his..." I gulped so hard before I could pronounce the word. "His wife. I need you to take him away until she has no choice." "Why? You want her to be yours?" She smiled, knowing that I must be guilty of something.