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Marrying the Ex Uncle Sixty
Amanda's POVMy mother was the last person I expected to see here. My chest felt so tight that it felt like I could not breathe. What was she doing here?I made no move to approach her, reminding myself of the things she had said to me the last time I saw her. I wanted to feel angry, but instead a wave of sadness washed over me. I turned to Vanessa questioningly, but she nodded encouragingly at me. "Please, you should both just talk. Please."With that, she shifted to the side to give us some space. My mother walked towards me until she was very close. Still I said nothing. What was I supposed to say? What was I supposed to do? "Amanda dear," she called out to me. Now she was closer, I saw the tears that stood in her eyes. Without warning, a tear slid down my cheeks. "What do you want now, mom? Haven't you done enough? You sent me away, and now you're here? What did I do this time? Why can't you j–""I was wrong," she said. I paused, staring at her in surprise. "I was wrong," she
Last Updated : 2024-09-30Marrying the Ex Uncle Sixty one
Amanda's POVThe evening air in the mansion was still and electric. It was unsettling, considering that only a few hours ago, I had stood at the altar, a blushing bride in an emerald green gown. Well, not exactly blushing. I hadn’t exactly had the heart of a starry-eyed bride who had just married the love of her life. No, I was married to Quinn McCullough. The arrogant and impossible Quinn. A man who made my blood boil with irritation... and… It didn’t matter what else was there. He was just arrogant and hard-headed.I twisted the ring on my finger, the cool metal a strange weight. It glittered in the dim lighting of the room, an undeniable symbol of what had just happened. This actually happened. I was married. Married. To Quinn. On contract.How had my life spiraled to this? This wasn’t how I had ever envisioned it. All the years growing up, dreaming about my wedding day, never had I pictured myself standing at the altar, plastering on a fake smile for the sake of appearances. Yet t
Last Updated : 2024-09-30Marrying the Ex Uncle Sixty two
Amanda's POV“Honeymoon.” The word felt strange on my lips, like it didn’t belong there. The moment it slipped out, I knew it was wrong. My voice was shaky, a telltale sign that I wasn’t ready for this. Two weeks in Italy with Quinn? Two entire weeks trapped in the same space with him? If I could barely stand the sight of him for a few hours without wanting to tear my hair out, how on earth was I supposed to survive two weeks?What on earth was going on? Granny Maria beamed at us. I bet she thought she was doing something grand for us. Unfortunately, I couldn’t share in her joy. Not when my heart was pounding with the thought of being stuck with Quinn in a romantic resort.I opened my mouth to protest, to wriggle out of this situation somehow, but nothing came out. My brain was scrambling for an excuse, but before I could say anything remotely convincing, Quinn shot me a glance, his expression as unreadable as ever. His usual bored, indifferent look. Not a word from him. Of course,
Last Updated : 2024-09-30Marrying the Ex Uncle Sixty three
Amanda's POVI watched Quinn walk away, his figure shrinking with each step until he was finally out of sight. A sad feeling started to settle in my chest, and I failed to shake it away.I shouldn’t be feeling like this. I should have been relieved that he was gone, that I wouldn’t have to deal with his cold, infuriating presence for two whole weeks. But instead, there was this sense of loss gnawing at me.Surely, I didn’t have feelings for him? He was gone, Amanda. I should have been happy. But I wasn’t.I couldn’t believe he had actually left. Just like that, no hesitation. It was typical Quinn, really. The man was an expert at walking away, at putting distance between himself and any situation that might make him feel something.So why was I so affected by it? Why did it feel like someone had just ripped out my heart and stomped on it?I sat down in one of the hard steel chairs, trying to convince myself that I didn’t care. That this was exactly what I wanted, a chance to get away,
Last Updated : 2024-09-30Marrying the Ex Uncle Sixty four
Amanda's POV I was still staring at Quinn in shock, waiting to ascertain if he was truly being serious or not. What the hell was happening? I thought he had left the airport long after I walked away from him and headed to the other side to sit down. In fact, I had seen him leave. So, imagine the shock I felt when I felt someone drag me up and I turned back to see it was Quinn!"You're coming to Italy? What about Finland?" I asked him. He glared at me. "Finland can wait. I'll reschedule. Now, let's go, stop asking me so many questions."I could not believe my ears. This was surprising as much as it was amusing, and the last thing I ever expected. If I wasn't so annoyed by him right now I might have laughed out loud. I couldn't believe it. Now he wanted to act like a husband?! Interesting. "You know what I find weird?" I said as Quinn dragged me down to where our papers would be checked. "Just a few minutes ago you were completely fine with leaving me in Italy for two whole weeks. N
Last Updated : 2024-09-30Marrying the Ex Uncle Sixty five
Amanda's POVI had never felt more protected than I did as Quinn put his arm around me and led me through the streets of Italy. This wasn't the part of Italy I'd been to when I first came here, so I was given the opportunity to feast my eyes on the buildings and monuments in the beautiful city. It felt like a dream. And it didn't help me that it had a romantic vibe to it. It was hard enough blocking out the thoughts I was having about Quinn already. The romantic setting was just making it worse. When we reached a row of benches, Quinn and I sat down. I took out my phone the moment I remembered to text Vanessa back. Quickly, I shot her a quick text, telling her we were in Italy, and asking her how she was doing. I also asked her how her day was going. She wasn't online, so I put my phone away and shoved it back into my purse. "We'll wait for the private car here," Quinn said when we finally stopped. I was about to ask him why we couldn't just take a taxi to the resort when I remembe
Last Updated : 2024-09-30Marrying the Ex Uncle Sixty six
Amanda's POV"No fucking way," I whisper yelled at Quinn. "Right back at you," Quinn responded. We glared at each other for a few moments before Quinn moved away to make some phone calls. No way. There was no way in hell I was sharing a room with Quinn. Back in New York, it was already a pain being tossed into that uncomfortable closet of his to sleep in. But at least I didn't have to see his face. But there was no way I would do that here. And neither was I very keen on sleeping in the same room, especially not after what he did today. I'd rather sleep on the street. Quinn returned a few minutes later. "All the nearby hotels are fully booked," he said, frowning. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, wanting to tell him to not look so disgusted. I wasn't exactly happy about this arrangement either. I bit back everything that I wanted to say. There was no use bickering. It wouldn't solve a thing. "We have no choice but to go. Tomorrow I'll drive out and see if we can find other opt
Last Updated : 2024-09-30Marrying the Ex Uncle Sixty-seven
Amanda's POVAs the bathroom door shut behind him, I cursed whatever made him come back to the airport after he left the first time. Why did I ever think I wanted him around? What on earth got into my head to deceive me? Having him here was a nightmare. I would much rather he was in Finland attending to business. What a prick. I shut my eyes and imagined what it would have been like if it is was just me in Italy. I would be alone in this suite, getting much needed rest, in peace. I could even see a movie, or just sleep until the exhaustion buried deep in my bones dissipated. There was so much I could be doing. That wonderful beach, the excellent view, all the touring I would have been doing. It would have been the perfect vacation. But no. Quinn just had to change his mind at the last minute. Playing the caring husband, my foot. He just wanted to be in the control, that was it. The thought of me actually enjoying myself for two weeks did not sound right to him. Why should I be happ
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Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty seven
Quinn’s POV With everything already blown on our faces, I was left with one choice; going to see our biggest investors. She had sent her message. Currently she was in her private mansion and her secretary was leading me to her.The mansion was big, everything in the hallway was made white with fluorescent lights and chandeliers. She was our biggest investor for a reason.A double lidded door, white in colour stood at the end of the white fluorescent hall. Her secretary stepped aside and pushed the door open. As she ushered me in, she bowed and shut the door behind me.This was her office I supposed. Her back was to me as I stepped inside. She swirled on the chair———my mouth fell open at the woman….no, the lady on the chair. I struggled to blink, then looked around for the woman that had always appeared on screen. A woman in her late thirties or forties. But now as I stared at the woman, all I saw was a young lady, Quickly, I schooled my expressionWhy did she hide her identity behi
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty six
Amanda’s POV With cold feet and jelly legs, I walked to the room which seemed faster than it usually was. Sweat dribbled down the small of my back. Dread pooling in the deep of my stomach.I stood outside the large double lidded door, contemplating and hesitating opening the door. I imagined all their faces, red hot with anger. Especially Quinn.Slowly, with stiff fingers, I took the door knob and pulled it open with eyes shut.It was like stepping into a new world where you revealed everyone’s secret and they hated you. They were angry, not in a theoretical or any fancy way, they were red horn angry.I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me in that instant, but instead I clenched my fist and swallowed hard on my saliva.“Good morning, everyone.” I bowed and hurried over to a seat, avoiding everyone’s gaze. Seating down, I merely made myself comfortable, when Mrs. Rosaline started, making me jerk up back to stand. “What the hell did you do by sending a wrong file to our bigges
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and forty five
Quinn’s POV She probed his face, staring at the damage on his bruised lips, black eyes and many more I’d destroyed on his face. She cursed again, tutting at the wounds and cuts. He was barely holding up right, eyes swollen and black.“Who did this to my son?” She demanded more persistently this time. I watched her as her face grew pensive inspecting every new cut with a horror struck face.“Logan… Logan.” She held his chin, delicately not to cause any more pain, but the smallest touch made him wince. “Who did this to you, tell me, who did this?”Logan of course didn’t answer, but his eyes were trained on me. Mrs. Rosaline whipped around to hold my form in deliberate questioning. “Did…did you do this to my son?” It was a great fit that she tried to tamp down the rage boiling in her throat. Her eyes were sharp like a newly crafted dagger.She held Logan’s face to me, “did you do this to my son? Your brother?” I made no indication to answer, she left him and was stomping towards me, s
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty four
Quinn’s POV I knew Amanda wouldn’t like my answer, but I had to just do it. I didn’t love Miranda anymore but it would be cruel to know that she had a problem and I wouldn’t help her out. “You can stay,” I said to her. I couldn’t look at Amanda’s face as I said those words to her. She fixed me with a steely gaze.Guilt ate at me. After everything I’d put her through, the last thing I wanted was to make her angry or make her feel bad. Left for only me alone I’d go out of my way to make sure she saw and believed that I was sorry and in regrets.The look on her face confirmed my fear. She was dead mad. She didn’t like the decision, but there was nothing I could do. I just couldn’t Miranda away. Miranda smiled, “thank you, Quinn. This means a lot to me.” She said, If Amanda could, she’d shoot lasers at her using her eyes. She observed her lips in a paused and thin line, eyes trained on Miranda’s form.With the hassle from yesterday, I believed we’d already made the covers of every ne
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty three
Amanda’s POV I woke up with the afterthought of my actions lingering in my head like a bomb ticking, ready to go off. When I rolled on my back I was welcomed by an empty bed. Quinn was not in bed. I looked out through the curtains and saw that it was still very early, the sky still had the pink and blue stripes mottle of colours and the moon was still visible, faintly.Somehow I was happy I woke up with him out already, doing what? I wondered. But his absence would make it easier for me to put up my walls and confront him why he was such a jerk to me, even without confirming from me that I was an escort as the idiot said.But then thinking about how much of a jerk he was, my mind reared back to last night how he’d come to my room. My lips stretched into a smile and the tingles from his touch thrummed in my skin like it just happened and then there was a fluttery feeling in the pit of my stomach.I stifled a scream and planted my face back into the pillow. My cheeks warmed up, sprea
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and forty two
Quinn’s POV “What?”Those words were like a bucket of ice emptied on me. She didn’t say anything after that, just stared at me with a sultry gaze.I was dumbfounded and starstruck. What could I possibly say at that moment? I just turned around and walked out with knees about to buckle. Everything was too much, the information was a lot to take in. It was as if I’d run a marathon on a completely different track.So many things scared me as her words replayed in my head. If I was her first that meant I’d been an asshole for nothing. More so I’d treated her so wrongly and jumped to conclusions. I had also been a coward, I never addressed her directly about it, just acting like a maniac with no reason.I hadn’t even confirmed what she said and I was already cringing and feeling all shitty. So many things were wrong with how I reacted, first and foremost I’d been a total jackass, even though it ended up being true, I never should have treated her that way, called her names, it was all i
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty one
Amanda’s POV As Candace threw a tantrum, I fumed silently. That bastard! After everything I said to him he had the nerve not to go ahead with his wedding?What the fuck was wrong with him? He set the date for the wedding, all through the engagement party and till this day he didn’t think that he was not ready, up until the wedding day with a guest and a pregnant bride.What sort of humiliation was this? I darted my eyes to Candace who was throwing a tantrum, believing that I was behind this. That it was my fault. I couldn’t even blame her, I’d react the same if I was her.Her face was tear stained and people were beginning to come for the wedding and now the groom was having a mental breakdown that he couldn’t go ahead for the wedding. If this didn’t make the news, I wonder what would. Granny Mariah would be so pissed after all she put into the engagement party and wedding. Especially when she specifically told us to not make the news. I guess we would be on the cover of every ma
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirty
Amanda’s POV Since I outrightly confessed my feelings to Quinn, I’d been avoiding him. Not because I confessed the way I felt about him, but because he’d had this dark, grim picture of me in his head.Now as I thought back to it I could understand why he was mean, cold, cruel and rude to me all the time. And like the coward he was he couldn’t ask me. One would think he had more balls as he was cruel but it was so fucking balless.Putting Quinn and his thoughts behind me, I stood before the long length mirror in my closet and ran a hand down the red dress I had on.It was finally the day. Logan and Candace’s wedding. Thinking about it, I felt bad for her. I mean she was a bitch, but Logan wasn’t a man I’d wished on my worst enemy.Imagine getting married to a man like that.I grimaced and a shudder snaked down my spine in horror.Just when I was curling my hair my phone vibrated on the table next to my makeup tools. Flipping the phone over I saw Logan as the caller.I frowned, staring
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and twenty nine
Amanda’s POV “You have to confront that girl. Put her in her damn place.” Vanessa stated. Her brows were pinched together from anger. I couldn’t blame her though, Miranda was a two time bitch that pissed everyone off.Hearing about her alone made your stomach tighten in knots and made you want to punch a fist to a wall or better still her face.“What could I possibly say to make her own up to the fact that she actually caused me to trip and pour the drink on the lady?” I massaged my temples as I asked.The horror of that day returned to me and I inwardly cringed and recurled back. The abject stare that granny had fixed me with tasted like a bile in my throat. I hated to let people who looked up to me down. Granny was one of those people. “What more is there to say? You know and she knows that you know. Grab her like the bitch that she is and warn her never to try that rubbish again.” Vanessa’s voice was hard and so was her eyes. I believed if Miranda was present right before us she
