Your Uncle Is My Husband Now นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Liam. You’re here. For a moment, I thought you might brush me off, like you always brush off anything tied to our father’s wealth.” Liam took his seat opposite him, his movements calm and deliberate. When he finally looked up, his eyes glinted with amusement. “Our father’s wealth? Don’t forget, Adams—we don’t share the same father. You’re not my brother in the way you like to claim. You’re my nephew. Your father was my elder brother.”

"It's true that I was previously engaged to Nathan." My gaze moved through the crowd until it landed on Nathan himself. He stood near the front beside Lily. Nathan looked tense. Lily looked nervous. Time for the next move. "But circumstances have changed," I said smoothly. "Because Nathan and I are no longer in that relationship." The whispers grew louder again. "So while Nathan and I were once fiancé and fiancée," I continued lightly, "we are now simply aunt and nephew." The statement sent another wave through the room. Some people laughed nervously. Others stared in disbelief.

I looked at her seriously while chewing my food, waiting for her to continue. “I want to tell you something… about me and Sir Clifford.” I froze mid-chew, staring at her blankly. She was going to admit it, wasn’t she? That there was something between them— “Sir Clifford is my uncle…” The words hit my ears like slow motion. “H-huh?” I blinked rapidly, unable to process what I had just heard. “W-what did you say?” I asked again. Cara chuckled, clearly amused by my expression. “I said, Sir Clifford is my uncle. He’s not my boyfriend, okay?” she said with a playful grin.

“Wow!.....I thought it was a dream when I saw you at dinner…Now you're kissing my uncle who has a 25 year gap….You want to have revenge so bad…Don't you?” I crossed my arms. “Say what you came to say and leave.” “So it’s true,” he said. “You married him.” “I didn’t invite you here…..Why in fact are you here?” He ignored that. “My uncle…..Of all people.” I felt something sharp twist in my chest. “You really think I planned this around you?” I snapped. “You tell me,” he shot back. “You disappear. Then suddenly you’re married to one of the most powerful men in the world…..who is my uncle.”

He snapped, his eyes red with unfiltered rage. “ Get away from my wife if you don't want your head served to your family on a platter.” He graveled, his jaw tightening. My uncle jumped from his seat, sensing the intensity of the matter. He rushed to Alexander and tapped him gently. “ I believe there has been a misunderstanding, my niece isn't your wife, my son, maybe it's someone else.” He reasoned and I prayed that Alex would listen to him but he smiled. “ Uncle!” He chimed, his voice like a son who saw his father after a long time. “ There has not been any misunderstanding, she is my wife and I'm here to take her.”

The suitcase still sits in the foyer, a silent witness to my return. He grabs my arm, his grip firm and bruising, yanking me back. “You’re my fucking wife!” he snarls, his face inches from mine, breath hot with anger. “What do I tell people? My family? The board? That my wife is parading around Norway with my uncle while I’m left dealing with the mess you left behind?” I wrench my arm free, the skin stinging where his fingers dug in, my heart pounding hard against my ribs. The house feels too big, too echoing, the grand foyer suddenly suffocating.

"You've had opportunities." "To say what." She came into the kitchen properly then stood across the counter from me. "That I know you're Adrian's uncle. That the man who has been running The Covenant's operations through Yale for twenty years is the same man who was promised the Yale empire before Gerald and Dante were born and got cut out when the patriarch decided blood mattered more than promises." She looked at me. "To who would I say that? Diana? The men you have outside? My father in the basement?" "Your stepfather."

"Elizabeth, my Love. Won't you introduce us?" I shuffle up to make space. "Richard, this is my Uncle Al. Um, please excuse him. He can't stand very well." My Master raises brows. "Of course." He moves to take the next seat along, but my old uncle struggles up, weaving slightly on his feet. "Mr Haswell, I'm pleased to meet my niece's new husband."

"I used to call him uncle Tom but it has now changed to my dear husband. Alice used to scold me that he is her uncle not mine, I laughed at her because I was calling him honey in secret. Thank you all for traveling from far places to witness our love. Uncle Adam and your family you did so much for me, I owe you a lifetime debt." " Brother Lawrence and your wife you are so amazing. Brother Edwin you are the best cousin, sorry for not telling you my little secret. When it comes to Eric, I am speechless, I love you so much dear brother, you will always be close to my heart. Uncle Tom, you are mine and mine for ever. I love you so much dear husband, may we grow old together."

Fredrik Young was Henry's uncle. He was a taboo for the entire Young family. Although Eliza grew up with Henry, since childhood, she had only heard of the existence of this uncle. If she hadn't met him on her wedding day, she wouldn't recognize him at all. "Weren't you abroad the whole time?" "Yeah, I just got back last night." It just so happened that his friend wanted to meet him. It was an urgent matter so Fredrik went to Neon Night's Bar as soon as he got off the plane.