Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off Ex Novels & Stories

" I know that your Uncle isn't in town and that he is in Italy brokering the deal and he didn't want to tell you anything so he left you with this company and with everything that you needed to deal with I'm here if you need my help but I'm helping Aaron as much as I can to because he doesn't know how to fire people but on the other hand I do know how to fire people or reallocate them two departments like your uncle did . " " I have come to the realization that I didn't have a honeymoon with my wife and this is not the equivalent to a honeymoon this is us touching base and rediscovering each other so next time you call me it better be a call about an emergency or something or something but y

Dad elder brother told with no trace of emotion. Mum looked at me shocked and surprised. " Ah! Uncle don't do this to us, dad just died few weeks ago, and we are yet to stand on our feet again", mum pleaded. "Please Don't send us out of my husband house", she begged crying. Uncle looked at mum with disgust, "who is your husband?" "I told my brother not to marry you, because I know you are evil, but he didn't listen, now he's in his grave" he face showed sadness.

I need to know what he has found out about my mate. " Where is she?" I ask urgently. He hesitates a bit and gives me a black envelope. I open it slowly, and what I see there breaks my heart. " They are back from their honeymoon," Uncle sighs. He goes to the fridge and gets two bottles of beer. He turns on the TV. The pictures in the envelope only upset me more. They show a real couple acting like a couple, smiling and holding hands as they walk. " This is stupid." " Not really. They are married," Uncle says. I glare at him, but he is not fazed. All this time, I comforted myself by saying that their wedding was only for the show. They wanted to restore her reputation, which I had succeeded in

he said as he tried to reach for my hands, and again I moved away and took a sip on my drink. “One more bottle, please,” I ordered. “No, I think you’ve had enough for tonight,” Jade stopped me. “You’re not my husband; you can’t tell me what to do.” “I know, but you’re with me; my uncle is not here to stop you,” he said, and I laughed. “What’s funny?” He looked clueless. “Your uncle, haha—you are here out with your uncle’s wife.” I honestly don’t know what I was saying but was certain the uncle was starting to get at me.

Martins grumbled watching them leave. “ Let me guess, is that your husband?” “ No ! That's Martin's,my ex-husband's uncle” I replied. “ Ex husband?” “ We are no longer married,I mean I forgot about the divorce but I eventually remembered…Luke and I aren't married” I frowned. “ Then his uncle likes you,What a great twist and a funny triangle as well” Richard laughed. “ Shut up…Martins don't like me ,We just have this love and hate kind of friendship,We have known each other before I got married to Luke, Yeah so it's nothing like that…”

“Ahh, it’s nothing. He’s my uncle, we just have to talk. Excuse me— ” “It seems that he is harassing you, what is it? I don’t tolerate people who will make scenes in my territory,” said Byron seriously. "He's arrogance ah, who is this man?" Amanda pulled her uncle back because Byron was about to approach. Byron didn't budge, he looked at Amanda's uncle badly. “I am his husband, and you. Who are you to grab my wife’s hand, get off. ” He quickly pulled Amanda towards him. “Hey, what are you doing? I'll just talk to him,” Amanda whispered but Byron didn't listen. He would still focus on Amanda's uncle.

~Aubrey The hospital’s room door burst open and a flurry of family members entered, their faces etched with anger and disgust. "You're awake.” My mother in-law, Georgina Winston spat as if it was a crime. "Finally, we can get some answers." I tried to speak, but my voice was still weak. "You killed her, didn't you?" Richard Winston, my husband’s cousin questioned, his voice venomous. "You were always so jealous of Aubrey, and now that she's gone you're satisfied aren't you?!” Janet Winston, my husband's aunt added.

His voice had taken on that smug, self-assured tone he always used when he spoke about his family. My mind keeps drifting back to the alley, to the man with the gun and those intense grey eyes. The world around me felt static, a dull hum compared to the vivid, dangerous memory of that encounter. With feigned curiosity, I cut him short and ask, “And how about your uncle? You’ve mentioned him a few times, but I don’t know much about him.” Josh’s response is terse. “He’s fine.” He gives me a suspicious glance, clearly wondering why I’d brought up his uncle out of the blue. I play it cool.

I scoff. “You want me to give up my marriage to Leslie in exchange for this?” I raise the paper, nose flaring. I’ve never felt this insulted in my entire life. And in front of an entire crowd too, “What the hell do you take me for?” I can barely keep my voice down. “You should refrain from making yourself look stupid, Kian,” My uncle speaks this time, glaring in my direction, “You stand beside a mistress and talk about your marriage like you didn’t already soil it.”

His uncle had a knack for humiliating him, he would be an idiot to ignore his uncle’s provocation. If he actually thought of it, he was gaining both ways-he was ruining his uncle reputation and earning money at the same time.