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Marrying the Ex Uncle Hundred
Amanda's POVThe moment I opened my eyes, I knew I wasn't in the closet. The bed beneath me felt different, and my body felt like I had been thrown out of a moving vehicle. I was hurting all over. What the hell happened? The dreadful smell of drugs and disinfectant hit my nose before I even knew I was in the hospital. What the hell was going on? Why was I in the hospital? I sat up on the bed and stared at the needle in my arm. How did I even get here in the first place? I tried to recall what had happened but my brain was blank. The only thing I recalled was heading into the closet to sleep after my argument with Quinn last night. Everything else after that was a blur. "Ma'am, you're awake," someone said. I looked up to see a nurse smiling down at me. "How are you feeling, ma'am? And discomfort? Any pain?" "I feel tired but that's all.""Okay," she said, scribbling onto the note in her hand. "Your husband is waiting outside for you. He'll be here soon." "What happened? How did I
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and one
One Week Later Amanda's POV I woke up feeling hollow and bruised in ways I couldn't explain. Everything felt agonizing, even down to the way Quinn had barely looked at me since that day; the regret was practically written across his face. What kind of jerk sleeps with a woman and calls it a mistake the next day? I knew we weren't fond of each other, but that was too much, even for me. The night of our honeymoon might have changed something between us or maybe given us some bridge over the chasm we kept finding ourselves in, but I was wrong. I was completely wrong. It seemed as if things were worse than when we first met. Before, Quinn could look at me, even if he had something mean to say. The last few days, he hadn't taken a glance at me or said a word to me. I was being avoided like a plague. Apparently, it meant nothing to him. He made that clear, or maybe I was the fool for hoping anything between us could be real. It wasn't just Quinn, though. That day was Logan's day, in
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and two
Amanda's POV It was safe to say that Logan did not bug me anymore for the rest of the day. I didn't even set eyes on him until the official exchanging of rings between him and Candace. After the incident in the bathroom, Vanessa and I headed back to the party. It was still packed with guests, and I honestly just wanted to head up to my room and sleep. "I don't even know why the fuck I'm here," Vanessa hissed under her breath as we sat side by side. The official ceremony was yet to begin, so we were just lounging around till it was time to head to the banquet hall. "For emotional support. For me," I said pointedly. "Thank God you're here. Otherwise I wouldn't know what to do with myself. I would probably die of boredom or something." She smiled. "Well, I'm always here for you. You know that." Suddenly, her smile faltered. "But, wait a minute, you're good right? You're okay? You're not feeling tired or sick or anything of that sort?" She still hadn't gotten past my health scare
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and three
Chapter 103Amanda's POVThe first question that came to my mind was why Mrs Rosalina was walking towards me. I didn't want any trouble with anyone. I still didn't know what happened after Quinn left the hospital that day, and I had not even bothered asking. But I noticed that Mrs Rosalina had become even meaner for some reason. I did not miss the glares she threw my way, and the way she rolled her eyes whenever I began to speak or tried to make a point. I mean, she never liked me. But now it was just worse. For a second I contemplated walking away in the other direction just to avoid her. But it was already too late since she had her eyes fixed on me. I definitely was no coward, so I stood there and pretended not to notice. She finally reached where I was standing and I felt her eyes flit up and down as she observed me. "The event is about to start," she said. "Do you need an invitation? Don't you know you're supposed to be seated by now?"I looked around. "Everyone is still loiter
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and four
Amanda's POVMy blood was boiling as I sat on the table, listening to the ladies talking about me. Hearing rumors about myself was not a new thing, but these ones were so annoying that I nearly flipped. Angrily, I picked up a glass of champagne and tilted it to my lips, drinking from it and downing it all in one gulp. I can't believe this. Me, pregnant?! Where the hell did they hear something like that? The disrespect was so much that I considered standing up and leaving this damn event. It's not like I even wanted to be here in the first place, I was obliged to attend as the wife of the oldest son. But even that had gone to waste now because I wasn't even sitting with Quinn. I kept my back straight and tried to keep a straight face. The last thing I wanted those women to think was that their words were getting to me. I didn't give a fuck what they thought or said about me, and I would ensure they knew that. I was so angry that I could almost feel the fumes rising from my ears. "I
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and five
Quinn's POVAmanda's hands felt soft and smooth in mine, so delicate that I almost never wanted to let go. I had almost forgotten how much I missed having her hand in mine. It had only been a few days but for some reason it felt like forever. I longed to pull her close and kiss her, soft and passionately to make up for all the days I had been unable to hold her. When she emerged from the closet this morning clad in that beautiful dress that did wonders for her figure, I'd almost lost it. I couldn't get over how gorgeous she looked. I'd wanted to scoop her up in my arms and kiss her then, but I restrained myself from doing so. Instead I walked out of the room and waited for her in the car instead. Cursing under my breath and waiting in the car till she got there was not an easy task. I thought that was the last of it, the last of the torture I thought I would have to endure. But then we got to the venue. Amanda looked so beautiful, a vision in the midst of everyone present. All the ma
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and six
Amanda's POVI was still dumbfounded as I stood in front of the door, staring back at Candace. I couldn't believe that she had hit the nail on the head when she asked me if I'd been crying. Although I had wiped my face and my eyes and everything, I was sure my eyes still looked a bit red and puffy. That's what would have given me away. I still didn't know what to say to her. She was looking at me with her lips curved into a sneering smirk. God, this was terrible. I couldn't even wipe my eyes right now to remove any last bits of the tear stains that might be on my face because that would only assert her suspicion further. Candace was the very last person I wanted to see me crying my eyes out, in such a vulnerable state. It was worse because she would keep commenting on it if it turned out to be true. I wouldn't live it down and all she would do was mock me repeatedly until she had enough. I didn't have the energy to deal with all that, so I forced my face into an indifferent expressio
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and seven
Quinn’s POV “Are you kidding?” I scowled and peered into her eyes, “there’s a family event going and you want to what? Leave right in the middle of it?”She broke our gaze and stuffed more clothes into her duffle bag. “I’ll have you know, Quinn, that I don’t care!” “I see, and you want to take with you that bag so that everyone will know that our marriage is fake? You might as well announce it in the media.” My voice took a colder edge than I expected.“Quinn!” She yelled and whipped her head to face me. Her eyes were defiant and she held the duffel bag loosely in one hand.“This contract….us..” she gestured between the both of us. “Is all I have thought about. I know about the contract, as a matter of fact I can’t forget about it but there is no fucking where in the contract where it is stated that I couldn’t have a damn break from it!”I held her form in silence.“I need some fresh air, a break from the contract!” She brushed her hair back and blew out raspberries. “Everything abo
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Gabriel reached his car, his hand hovering over the door handle as the sound of passing cars filled the evening air. He hesitated, his mind replaying the brief but tense interaction with Abigail inside the restaurant and the call he just received about his missing son.Leaving without a word felt wrong—cowardly even. After all, she had made time to meet him, however begrudgingly. With a deep sigh, he turned back, his shoes clicking against the pavement as he retraced his steps to the restaurant.Inside, Abigail sat at the table, her posture straight, her expression impassive as she stirred her drink absently. She didn’t look up immediately when Gabriel approached, but the faint narrowing of her eyes signaled that she was aware of his presence.“I need to leave,” Gabriel said abruptly, his voice strained with urgency.Abigail set her glass down and leaned back, her gaze finally meeting his. “What’s the problem this time?”“My son has gone missing,” Gabriel admitted, his tone sharp with
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and eighteen
QuinnRobert leaned back in his office chair, rubbing his temples as he stared at the spreadsheets displayed on his computer screen. The day had been long and riddled with minor frustrations, but he couldn’t afford to slow down. Just as he was about to focus on the next task, his phone buzzed. It was the receptionist.“Sir,” the receptionist said politely, “there’s someone here who wants to see you. He says it’s important.”Robert frowned, briefly glancing at the clock on his desk. He wasn’t expecting anyone. “Did he give his name?”“No, sir. He just said it concerns something you’d want to see.”After a moment of consideration, Robert sighed and straightened in his chair. “Fine. Send him in.”A few minutes later, the door opened, and a tall, middle-aged man in a crisp gray suit stepped in. His expression was neutral, professional, but there was a sharpness in his eyes that immediately caught Robert’s attention.It was his private investigator.“Good afternoon, sir,” the man greeted,
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and seventeen
Abigail sat in her office, her phone resting in her hand, the screen still glowing with Gabriel’s name in her inbox. The brief exchange weighed on her mind, stirring emotions she’d thought buried long ago. “Who are you texting?” Sarah asked, her tone casual but curious.Abigail hesitated, her thumb brushing against the phone’s edge before setting it down. “It’s Gabriel,” she admitted, her voice calm.Sarah’s demeanor shifted instantly as her expression hardened.“What does that motherfucker want now?” she snapped, her words laced with contempt.Abigail took a deep breath. “He almost died,” she began, her voice steady. “And I saved him.”Sarah’s reaction was swift and sharp. “You saved him?” she exclaimed, her disbelief apparent. “You should’ve let him die, Abigail. After everything he’s done, you should’ve walked away.”Abigail’s gaze dropped to her desk, her fingers idly tracing the wood grain. “He’s still Daniella’s father, Sarah,” she said quietly. “I couldn’t face my daughter
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and sixteen
Amanda’s POV My eyes never seemed to get enough of the feed. My phone was buzzing with new pictures and write ups. Different bloggers carrying the news and rephrasing it in some twisted and enticing way.“Hello, Vanessa?” I called into the phone, shock drowning my voice.“Well hello girl, have you seen it?”“Yeah. It would be hard not to see it.” Some string of curses followed suit as I swiped up, not having enough of it. By the end of today this would be the most searched thing on the web.“Who did you think made such a post?” I quizzed, squinting to read some comments.“Girl, is that what you are concerned about right now?” I imagined her brows furrowed, her incredible eyes squinting at me as if to understand my words.“Shouldn’t I be?” I asked.“Girl!” She shrieked, “someone is trying to take your man and that’s what you are concerned about? Who made the post? Get serious with me.”I inhaled. “He is not my man, Vanessa.” She had this idea in her head that we were in love, too many
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and fifteen
Quinn’s POVI stared at the police officers, my brows drawn. “You meant all the CCTV cameras were wiped off?” I asked as though I hadn’t heard him perfectly when he said it the first time.“Yes.” The police officer answered gravely. He also seemed to be disappointed and furious at the outcome. I could imagine how it looked on them; one word, incompetent.I stared at the computer screen before me. Confirming what the police officer had just said. “So there’s no way to get the people that attacked me?”“It would seem so, Mr. Quinn.” Answered the police officer. “Here.” He pointed at the camera footage and time and then provided a photo from his pocket. “The footage from 1pm was deleted. Not only that, the hard drive of the surveillance cameras are missing from that day.” He further explained.I stared at the jump in time. There was surveillance footage from 8am to 12pm but there was nothing after that. The next time started by 4pm. A whole three hours missing.“And there’s no way we can
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and fourteen
Amanda’s POV As I woke up I tried to shake off the strange feeling from yesterday. The embarrassment still tasted in my tongue like it was today and I cringed remembering how jealous I was. Over Quinn.Today was a new day and with a new day came new possibilities and a chance to start anew, putting yesterday behind like it never happened. Which should not have.I had a quick shower, opened the curtains to let the sun rays from outside escape into the room. Arranged my room and changed into some comfy clothes— a grey sweatpants and a black sweatshirt. Taking a brief look at myself in the long length mirror I heaved a sigh of relief. “Yes, Amanda, you have nothing to be ashamed of. It’s not like you did anything.” I nodded, agreeing. It wasn’t as if I’d emptied the wine on her like I imagined. So I’m good.I was going to try to avoid them and not stuff my face in their business. Nothing could spoil this day, not even Quinn’s ex-lover.But just as I opened the door to my room to step o
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and thirteen
Amanda’s POV I watched him with a stunned silence. A retort danced on the tip of my tongue but I bit back on it. Rather I smiled sweetly and side stepped for his ex lover to join us.Miranda meandered her way to us. I was beginning to believe the girl did not have any decent clothes in a wardrobe.She wore a sleeveless short gown that stopped just before her knee. Her hair was packed up into a neat bun. I couldn’t help but think that she was endowed with good features.I scoffed and rolled my eyes.We were shown to a table for three. Three chairs went around a circular table that sat in the middle. Reaching the spot that had been chosen for us, Quinn pulled out a chair for Miranda to sit on.She flashed him a very sweet smile and muttered, “thank you.” She said in a sniveling tone. He offered her a clip nod with a side smile.What the hell?Just before he sat, our gaze brushed the slightest bit before it darted to a beaming Miranda.“Oh, Quinn, you’re still the gentleman that I knew
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and twelve
Amanda’s POV Just as I’d expected, both of them were together. It would look as though they couldn’t spend time apart. I mean she just arrived and they were found in the same place.They were here parading around. And Quinn encouraged it even after knowing that we were married even if it was just on papers.The more I thought of it, the more it irked me. Did he not care for the contract? Did he not care what the press would publish when they saw them together? Right after granny gave a specific warning to keep away from drama and anything that would land us in the media house and make headlines. How did he become so reckless?Love! The words tasted so bitter in my tongue that I almost puked.Quinn and I locked eyes. He was about to dive into the water. My eyes darted to a splashing Miranda in the water, gasping for air. If she couldn’t swim, why then, did she get in the water. I eyed her in the pool splashing and yelling out to Quinn.Everyone just stopped and stared. Why did no o
Marrying the Ex Uncle One hundred and eleven
Quinn’s POV Amanda was strange in all the best way possible. She didn’t always do what I expected her to do. The only reason I wanted to go to the party was because I’d thought she would be going but it turned out to be she didn’t want to go.It was an intrusive thought, but I imagined how lovely Amanda would look all dressed up. She was beautiful, obviously. But the sheer thought of seeing her in a long lovely dress that showed all her curves, sitting in all the right places made me twitch.Furthermore, why hadn’t she rebuffed me when I called her a prostitute. Following the normal human reaction, she would have thrown a fit and called me out. But she did neither.Maybe she was exactly just that, a slut. There was no need to cause a fuss when it was, as a matter of fact, true…Or, she just didn’t have the energy proving to you that your intuition of her was wrong. A voice chipped in.It wasn’t just an intuition. My personal investigator had confirmed it. But why did I care? I shoul
