All Chapters of Seducing My Ex Boyfriends’ Uncle: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

~JESSICA~“He’s fine,” my mood changed, and he noticed.“Is everything okay?” He asked, looking at me directly. I had to look away to avoid his eyes.“Yes, everything is fine; tell me how’s your life. I heard you’re managing the company; how’s that working for you? How does work feel?” I changed the topic."Challenging, but I’m getting there; this whole CEO position is not for me; it’s overwhelming, but I’ve been managing; I had to keep myself busy after losing the most amazing woman ever,” he said and tried to reach for my hands, but I moved. “I regret losing you,” he added.“That’s great, I mean…” I cleared my voice to correct my words, “it’s good to hear. How’s your marriage with Lucy?” “Our divorce is being finalized,” he cleared his throat. “I respect you’re my uncle's wife now; I won’t force you; your friendship is enough; I was a jerk and had lost you,” he said, and I nodded. He had tricked me so many times in the past, and I didn’t want to fall into the same trap again.“I fou

~JESSICA~It was early morning; I struggled to get up, hungover, and the sun rays disturbed my sight. “Fuck, why did I even agree to have a big window here?” I complained and got up then started looking for my phone. I got it by the bedside table. “Wow, ten missed calls." I had missed ten of Jade’s calls; I played the voicemail he left.“Hi Jess, I have sent your car to your house; let me know when it arrives.”I dialled his number, and he picked on the first ring, "Jade, hey, is my car the reason you called like ten times?” I asked as I knew he was rich and cars never mattered to him whether they got lost.“You’re finally up; how are you?”“I’m great, just hungover.”“Yes, you drank too much last night,” he said.“Indeed, you didn’t even stop me,” I joked.“I tried, but you refused.”"Yes, you’re right. Alright, I'll see you later.”“That won’t be possible.”“What? Why?”“I’m travelling back,” he said, and my heart skipped a beat.“You’re travelling back? Why?”“The company needs me.”

~CLINTON~I woke up earlier like usual, as these days I’ve been waking up early to check on my son. I didn't want him to wake up and feel alone. I glanced at my wife, who was sleeping next to me. She was snoring peacefully, her eyes pressed together; she hated mornings, and the sun rays disturbed her. I covered her fragile body, and after kissing her forehead, I got up and headed to my son's room. I had to see him before I washed up.“Good boy, nice.” I heard Sophia’s voice from outside; she was feeding him. I admired her for a moment, picturing my wife in her position; she had never for once fed him—I guess she had her reasons. I was a man; I needed to make her feel a bond with our son; I needed her to start feeling what I felt for our son.“Good morning,” I greeted as I walked in and shook myself out of my thoughts. I didn’t want to compare my wife to her; my wife couldn’t be compared to anyone; she was incomparable despite her failure to do her housewife duties.“Good morning, say

~JESSICA~“Get whatever you need and leave; I don’t want to see your face here ever again, and yes, the divorce papers will be sent to you by tomorrow; do sign them,” Clinton said as he held tighter onto Sophia’s waist who now smiled."Divorce?"“Yes, now get your stuff and leave,” he repeated.“We can talk about it; I’m sure divorce is not a solution; we have a son.”"Oh, now she remembers,” it was Sophia who responded, “now she remembers that she actually has a son, after how you’ve been mistreating him?”“Stay out of it, Sophia!” I yelled at Sophia.“You lost him, Jess; accept it and move on,” she snapped. Clinton was just standing frozen without saying a word.“Clint, say something,” I pleaded.“Like Clinton said, pack whatever you need and leave,” Sophia said in Clinton’s place.“I’m not leaving my son,” I refused. “If I’m going, I’m taking him with me.”“You must be joking!” Clinton finally spoke, sounding angry."No, I’m serious; he’s my son. I suffered to give birth to him; I’l

~JESSICA~“Then kill him. We can’t keep losing clients because of his carelessness.” Who was he talking about? I knew it wasn’t Jade, as he mentioned the word ‘losing clients.’ My concern was, Why did he want to kill someone?"Listen, don’t stress me, just get your job done okay,” he said, and ended the call. I cleared my throat, which made him jump. “Love, how long have you been standing there?” He nervously asked as he continued chopping vegetables.“Who me, I just got here,” I lied and took steps towards him. I couldn’t even put my hands on him, as what I heard disturbed me. “What are you making?” “Your favourite, pasta.”"Mhmm, yummy, I can’t wait,” I said and attempted to help.“Nope, ain’t letting you touch anything,” he said as he left what he was doing and placed me on the counter. “Just watch me cook for you,” he said—he was in between my legs, he then leaned in and kissed my forehead. He walked to the fridge and took out a fruit, which he gave me after washing it. I took i