All Chapters of HIRED BY MY EX'S BILLIONAIRE UNCLE: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

TYSHA"Ma'am Tysha."Rue and I were interrupted by the sound of someone calling my name. It was my co-teacher, Rupert, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach as I already had a suspicion about who the flowers were for."Sir Rupert," I greeted him back as he approached, stopping right beside Rue and me. With a knowing look, he handed me the flowers."Here. Happy Mother's Day," he said with a smile.Among my colleagues, Rupert was the only one who never forgot to give me flowers on special occasions. And it wasn't lost on anyone that he only did it for me. Speculation among our other co-teachers was rife, with many suspecting there might be something more between us. To be honest, I couldn't help but entertain the thought myself. It was hard not to, considering the obvious attention he paid to me.Not wanting to be impolite, I graciously accepted Rupert's gift."Thank you so much. These flowers are beautiful," I expressed my gratitude as I held

RUE My blood was boiling beyond measure. If only I hadn't mastered controlling my emotions, I might have rearranged Charles' face on the spot. The sight of so many guys surrounding Tysha was a sickening eyesore, especially knowing that the one who could lay claim to her was my ex-friend. It could have been me, you know? Truth be told, I had actually intended to greet her, but my plans were dashed to pieces by those assholes who showed up. Another thing that grated on my nerves was the flowers those guys gave Tysha, and her reaction to them. First, there was the bouquet from her co-teacher, who happened to be Henry's Social Science teacher. “"These flowers are beautiful,” she said? What a damn lie. That was the ugliest bouquet I’ve ever seen in my entire life," I muttered to myself as I drove back to my company. I shook my head, recalling the bland bouquet Charles had given her. It didn't hold a candle to the ones I used to surprise her with. Did Tysha lower her standards again?

TYSHAAfter Fred made my life harder, I went back to the faculty room because I had no choice but to wait for Rue. Fortunately, when I checked my kids, their teacher told me that they would overtime in their PE subject. I would still have time to talk to Rue. I told Rue to go to my department’s faculty room as soon as possible. While waiting for him, I took the time to prepare myself.I don’t know but when it comes to him, no matter how expert I am in my field, he still makes me nervous. I just learned how to hide it better. When someone knocked on the faculty room’s door, I sat straight, expecting it was Rue already. As expected, after three distinct knocks, the door creaked open, and Rue strode into the room. Instantly, all eyes turned towards him, including Celeste's, whose table was positioned opposite mine. Her jaw dropped in disbelief at the sight of Rue, mirroring the stunned expressions of everyone else present. I wasn't exaggerating when I described their reactions. Thei

TYSHAOf all the people who could witness my struggle in the middle of the road, it had to be Rue. Great! Just great!It was one of those days when everything seemed to go wrong. Aiden had a basketball game in our neighborhood league, and we were at the gym getting ready when Addison accidentally spilled her chocolate drink all over her brother's jersey. So, I had to rush back home to grab Aiden's spare jersey.As if that wasn't enough, my car decided to break down just when I was in a hurry to get back to the gym. I hesitated to accept Rue's offer of help for several reasons. First, Charles would undoubtedly be upset with me. Second, my parents were also at the gym, there to support Aiden in his game. The list of concerns went on and on.As Rue drove me to the neighborhood gymnasium, an awkward silence settled between us. With no other options left, I decided to just go for it."Thank you, by the way," I began, breaking the silence. "About the flowers. I knew they were from you."Rue

TYSHA"Congrats again to our basketball player," I chirped to Aiden as we dropped off my family at my parents’ house. Thank God things were looking up. Despite Aiden missing his team's first game, they still snagged the win, making up for all the earlier drama.After the victory, we decided to have a little celebration and grabbed lunch outside. Charles, though, was as quiet as a church mouse. He wasn't showing any signs of lingering anger, but he sure wasn't giving off any forgiveness vibes either. It felt like he was putting on a show for my family and the kids. I tried to chat him up a few times, but he stayed as cold as a polar bear's toe.Still, I had to hand it to him. He stuck around just like he promised, and that counted for something."Thanks, Mommy," Aiden uttered as he planted a kiss on my cheek. That simple gesture made me smile, warming my heart. Among the twins, Aiden was usually the less affectionate one, so every time he initiated a kiss, it felt like a little victory