All Chapters of HIRED BY MY EX'S BILLIONAIRE UNCLE: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

TYSHA   "Tysha, your mom... she's not up for visitors," my dad said, his tone heavy with concern as he stepped out of Mom's room.   My heart just dropped hearing that, but there was not much I could do about it.    "I get it," I whispered, barely even hearing myself, feeling like my chest was getting heavier with each breath I took.   Despite everything that had happened, it was still such a blessing that nothing severe happened to Mama. The doctor said we were lucky we were able to bring her to the hospital as soon as possible. The doctor also stated that we should not give her stress for a while.    Only a few minutes after, my father came to the hospital. That was when I told him everything—what I did in Eventide Cabaret, what my mother saw, and what she found out. I told my father everything, including the things I wasn't able to tell him for being

RUE “Is it okay with you that I won’t be able to greet you at the event later publicly?” I mumbled in front of Tysha as we prepared to go to the venue of the SlumberLux product launch today. Since my grandfather and my family would be coming, they couldn't see me with her. I knew that was fucked up but… up until now, I still haven't found a way to level up our relationship to the extent of introducing her to my family. I was planning to focus on that once this product launch becomes successful.  I was already in my attire for later, just waiting for the time to pass by with Tysha.  She placed her hand on my jaw and gently caressed my cheek with her thumb. I was staring at her intently the whole time.  “Of course. I understand t

RUE “What is it, Grandpa?”  After the main event of the product launch of SlumberLux, my grandfather requested to talk to me in a private room.  So, despite wanting to greet more guests and looking for Tysha, I did what Grandpa told me to do. In my mind, I already had a hint that this was a serious and urgent matter.  “Is there something you aren’t telling me?” That was what Grandpa asked me as soon as we were alone in a private room.  My heart throbbed so fast yet I kept myself collected.  Damn! What's this all about?  “I have nothing to hide,” I said with conviction despite the turmoil within me. 

RUE "Tysha?" I mumbled, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. Last night had been a blur of problems that I drank until I passed out and then I needed to attend a hasty board meeting this morning, so I was really deprived of sleep. Eventually, after making love with Tysha, I collapsed into bed with her, and exhaustion dragged me under. But now, as I reached out for her, the sheets were cold and empty where she should have been. Where was she? I swung my legs out of bed, scanning the room for any sign of her presence. Nothing. She wasn't there. Panic started to creep in as I stumbled to my feet, my heart pounding in my chest. Where could she have gone? "Hey, baby?" I called out again, a frown creasing my brow. Straightening my clothes, I rose from the bed and scanned my office, hoping to catch a glimpse of her familiar form. Instead, my eyes landed on our signed contract resting on the table. My heart skipped a beat. That was her copy, I was sure of it. But why would she leave it behi

RUEPeople say when you meet your child, your heart will leap as if it knows you've met your own blood. I had heard that sentiment countless times. But as Henry ran up to me, his small arms wrapping around my legs, there was no such leap within me."Daddy!" His voice was filled with innocence and love, but I couldn't reciprocate it.We were in our mansion, surrounded by family—Leilani, his mother, my mother, sister, and grandfather. They were all here, brought together by my mother's invitation.As I stared down at Henry, who bore a striking resemblance to me, I felt a strange emptiness. Was it because of my problem with Tysha, or was it simply because he wasn't my biological son? The question lingered, casting a shadow over what should have been a moment of joy."Rue, hug your child," my mother's command cut through the air, but I remained stoic. The term "your child" felt foreign, unsettling even. I didn't like the implications it carried.Minutes passed, and still, I stood unmoving