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Marrying the Ex Uncle Forty
Amanda's POVI continued to mutter under my breath as I drove out of the premises. For some reason, I felt hurt that he actually didn't care where I was going. So much for being a husband. I hissed under my breath. "He's not actually your husband, Amanda," I said aloud to myself. I tried to remind myself that I was just another employee to him and nothing more. Of course, he didn't care about me. I didn't care about him either, so we were even. I quickly shoved all these thoughts out of my mind and concentrated on driving to my mother's house. Being on the familiar road was making me nostalgic and fearful. But I was still about thirty minutes away from the house, so I wasn't worried. I turned on the radio and concentrated on driving. It was when I took the first turn that I noticed a black car following close behind me. A frown creased my forehead, as I recalled seeing this same car a while ago. Was I being followed? I wondered. My eyes stayed on the rearview mirror and I saw the c
Last Updated : 2024-09-15Marrying the Ex Uncle Forty one
Amanda's POV"Quinn…" I breathed, feeling like there was something stuck in my throat. I stared at his tall frame as he advanced through the door. "What…what are you doing here?" My mother looked surprised as well, but as soon as she recognized him, a scowl crossed her features. "And who gave you permission to step foot into my house?!" She demanded. Her harsh words brought me back to the reality of what I came here for in the first place, and I quickly rushed to her. "Mom, please, just give me a chance to explain.""No, Amanda," Quinn cut in. "It's high time you drop the act. I'm sick and tired of all this. Your mother needs to know the truth. And if you don't tell her, I will."I stared at him, my eyes pleading. "Quinn…"His expression hardened. "Are you doing it, or should I?"My mother looked confused, her eyes darting between the two of us. "What are you talking about? What's going on here?""I-It's nothing,Momm," I stuttered. I heard Quinn hiss irritably before walking forward
Last Updated : 2024-09-16Marrying the Ex Uncle Forty two
Quinn's POVI kept my eyes straight on the road, restricting myself from glancing over at Amanda, lest I see the tears pooling in her eyes. She, in turn, kept her eyes glued to the window, avoiding my gaze as much as possible. An unusual silence hung in the air between us, neither of us bothering to break it. For some reason I couldn't place my finger on it, I was pissed. Again, I wasn't exactly sure what was making me so angry. All I knew was that it was uncomfortable seeing Amanda in this situation. I wrote it off as annoyance at her cries. That's all it was. So why did I have this overwhelming urge to protect her and stop the tears she desperately tried to hide? My jaw clenched as I redirected my eyes to the road. No. I didn't give a fuck about her. Our contract marriage had nothing to do with her money. My only work there was to clear their debts and then pay Amanda for the job. Who cares if it brought tension between mother and daughter? It was none of my business. She could cry
Last Updated : 2024-09-17Marrying the Ex Uncle Forty three
Amanda's POVBefore my eyes fluttered open, I already knew they were swollen. They were heavy, and it hurt when I attempted to open them. I groaned as I struggled to push myself up from the position I'd been sleeping in. My mouth felt so dry that I found myself climbing out of the bed. Luckily, there was a glass on water on the bedside table. I gulped everything down at once and put the glass back before returning back to the bed. I felt like shit. I guess that was what hours of crying did to you. I couldn't even remember how and when I'd fallen asleep. I just knew that one minute I was sobbing and feeling miserable, and the next I was awakening from deep slumber. Sighing, I rubbed the back of my neck and leaned against the bed, closing my eyes. Thinking about it brought back the memory of what had happened at my mother's house. Instinctively, I picked up my phone and clicked on my call log, still feeling stupid hope flutter in my chest. Maybe she had called me, and I'd missed it bec
Last Updated : 2024-09-18Marrying the Ex Uncle Forty-four
Amanda's POVI was still staring down at my body in surprise. Did I sleep so deeply that I didn't remember changing out of my dress? No, that wasn't possible. "I see, you two had some fun, huh?" Vanessa asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. "No! It's not what you think, I swear. Nothing happened between us."Vanessa only laughed like she didn't believe me, and I wanted to slap myself for blushing so much. "I'm serious. Nothing happened.""Then why are you wearing his shirt? And how don't you remember changing into it? That's weird if you ask me. Unless, you were so exhausted after you two had sex that you didn't remember."My eyes widened and I quickly reduced the volume of my speaker. "Vanessa!" I hissed. "What is your problem? You know Quinn is still in this house now right? What if he hears you saying this nonsense. We did not have sex. We didn't.""Hmph, if you say so. Fine, I believe you. But don't act like having sex with that delicious hunk of a man is a bad idea."I roll
Last Updated : 2024-09-19Marrying the Ex Uncle Forty five
Amanda's POVQuinn was dripping wet. He was walking out of the bathroom, water dripping down his chest, and a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. I felt like I was in a trance. My breath hitched and I found it hard to breathe. I drank in the rare sight of his bare chest, his strong firm muscles rippling through, shiny through the droplets of water. I didn't even need a touch test to know that his abs were rock hard. Damn. I didn't mean to stare, but I couldn't help it. And in this moment, I couldn't even deny that despite how arrogant and infuriating he was, Quinn was fit. His body was magnificent. It was no wonder that women were constantly drooling over him. I stared at him stupidly, forgetting why I was even here in the first place. "Do you need something?" His cold voice knocked me out of my reverie. "Or are you content just staring at me.""I wasn't staring!" I bit back. It might just be my imagination but I could've sworn I saw his lips twitch. But no. That wasn't possible
Last Updated : 2024-09-20Marrying the Ex Uncle Forty-six
Quinn's POVAs soon as the new day dawned and everything important was done with, I dressed up to leave. I had been discreetly observing Amanda since we got back from her mother's house yesterday to see how her mood was progressing. And when she'd barged into my room last night, I couldn't help but feel relieved to see her back to her normal self. I still had no idea why I'd been so bothered about her silence and tears yesterday, why my chest had tightened at the sight of her discomfort. It was unusual. Why…No. I shook the thoughts off. There was no need to dwell on that right now. I waved it off as concern for our contract arrangement and nothing more. If she wasn't in the best mood or if her head wasn't in the right place, she wouldn't do a satisfactory job, and that would be a waste of my money. Yes, that's why I was so bothered. With that, I tossed the thoughts aside and put on my suit jacket. Glancing briefly in the mirror, I ran a comb through my hair, and then sprayed a spla
Last Updated : 2024-09-21Marrying the Ex Uncle Forty-seven
Amanda's POV"Yes, Quinn McCullough speaking," I heard Quinn say into the speaker as he answered the call. He was silent for a while and then he frowned. "Right now? Who? Hm…alright then, I'm on my way."He ended the call and then veered off our track, making a turn in another direction. I waited a bit for him to tell me why we were no longer heading in the direction of the mansion, and where we were headed to now. But in true asshole fashion, he didn't offer any information. I glanced at him in hopes of catching his gaze, but it was useless. What the hell was actually wrong with this man? Was he always cold by default? Why didn't he ever bother to communicate? It was so darn annoying. Offended now, I cleared my throat loud enough for him to hear. "Will you at least tell me where we're going?" I asked. "You made a turn with no explanations whatsoever. I remember the plan was to head to the mansion, so where are we going?""I don't pay you to ask questions," he answered coldly. I gl
Last Updated : 2024-09-22
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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
