All Chapters of Tied To The My Ex's Hot Uncle: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Noella’s POvThe next day, I was relaxing on the back porch of Uncle Martin's house. The morning was so peaceful, with a gentle breeze that carried the fresh scent of leaves. I sat on a comfortable wooden chair, enjoying warm tea. It felt like the calmness of the morning could drive away all the fatigue and worries plaguing my mind for the past few days.Holding my tea cup, I gazed at the small garden before the terrace. The birds were chirping merrily, and the soft sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating beautiful shadows on the ground. I took a deep breath, soaking in the serenity.However, before long, the tranquility was shattered by the sudden sound of the doorbell ringing. I jerked slightly, placed the teacup on the table, and hurried to the front door. Who's coming this early in the morning? I thought as I walked quickly through the living room.Arriving at the door, I opened it to find a man in an all-black suit standing there. My expression instantly changed to one ful

Noella’s POV Mrs. Isabella looked at me attentively after talking for some time. She looked like she was considering something, and then she said, "Noella, I know you are an independent and strong person. But if there's anything I might be able to help you with, please don't hesitate to let me know." I smiled, feeling the warmth in his offer. However, my mind immediately focused on the situation I was in. There was no way I could ask for her help to investigate Enrick's accident or investigate Darren's family. Although Mrs. Isabella seems very kind, I have to be careful. I didn't know how deep his connection or influence was and whether he had any involvement with the people I was suspecting. I caught my breath and smiled a little wider, trying to politely decline her offer. "Thank you very much, Mrs. Isabella. Your offer means a lot to me. But, for now, I think I'm fine. I need a little time to organize my thoughts and maybe try to work some things out independently." She nodded,

Noella’s POV It was getting late, almost ten in the evening, but there was no sign of Darren ending the dinner with his business partners. He still looked fresh and energetic while I was already exhausted. The room's atmosphere, which had been luxurious and elegant, was now dull and oppressive. The cold stares from some of them made me feel even more uncomfortable. Finally, I decided to pretend to go to the back. In fact, I just wanted to cool off in the park around the conference centre. With unsteady steps, I left the table and walked downstairs. It was a relief once I sat down on the cool park bench. The fresh night air made me feel better. I exhaled a long breath and rubbed my forehead lightly, trying to refresh my mind. "I want this charade to end soon. This is so tiring," I muttered under my breath. Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching. A sharp, scornful female voice broke the silence of the night, "You! You're a nobody. You're even from a low caste. And now you're actin

Noella's POV A short while later, I arrived at Calend's modest apartment. I convinced Darren to let me take a taxi home alone after pleading that I had an urgent call from Uncle Martin. Darren was reluctant at first, but I did my best to convince him that there was no need to take me home. After getting out of the taxi, I walked quickly to the door of Calend's apartment, hoping to find the answer to all this mess. I knocked expectantly on the door. Shortly after, the door opened, and Calend greeted me with a serious expression. "Noella, come in," he said as he made room for me to enter. Calend's apartment was cozy despite its simplicity. The walls were decorated with several photos and miniature paintings, and the atmosphere was warm. I sat down on the small sofa in his living room, feeling relieved to be able to escape from the burdensome night. "Thank you for coming, Noella," Calend said. "I know it's sudden, but I have something significant to tell you." "What is it, Cal

Enrick’s POVI looked around, making sure no enemies were in the vicinity of my location. The shadows of dusk began to fade, and darkness began to envelop my surroundings. Every little sound and movement caught my attention, alerting me. Sitting near me, John looked calm, but his eyes remained alert, like a guard who was always ready."How's your wound? Does it hurt anymore?" he asked, his voice full of concern and worry.I shook my head and smiled faintly. "No, John. I'm already feeling much better than before," I replied in a calmer voice. "This disguise makes me feel safe and calm. Soon, help would arrive. My bodyguards will pick me up here."John nodded slowly, but I could see a glint of sadness in his eyes. "I see. So after this, we'll go our separate ways?" he asked heavily.I looked at him gratefully. John had sheltered me and cared for me during this difficult time. "No, John. Of course, you will come with me to leave this place. You deserve to be rewarded for your help to me.