All Chapters of Marrying the Ex Uncle: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Quinn's POVI was pissed.I had just returned from meeting Amanda's friend, Vanessa, and she had given me a detailed explanation of everything that had happened at the company earlier today. My anger had only doubled tenfold when she told me that Amanda was fired, and the reason for it. At that moment, if I had set eyes on Logan, I would have gladly beaten him to a pulp. How dare he sack her?! Even after knowing that she was married to me. He had crossed his boundaries, and I was surely going to make him pay. As I drove, thinking of everything, I grew angrier and angrier. I thought about how Amanda must have felt. And that bastard Logan already had her replacement ready. He had obviously planned this. I forced myself to calm down as I drove slowly to Amanda's house. She had called me to remind me that I was to be introduced to her mother today. Over the phone, she sounded fine, like nothing happened. Like she had not just been fired from the only job she had. I was expecting her t

Chapter 13Amanda's POVAfter our argument last night and my blurt of words without thinking which I still deeply regret, Quinn did not come back home. I searched the house for him but he was nowhere to be found. It was a servant who finally put me out of my misery by informing me that he'd gone out and didn't return. Dejectedly, I'd returned to the room and locked the door behind me, refusing to show myself at all and making sure to avoid Mrs McCullough and Granny Maria. I'd had enough drama for one day and I needed to cool my head. I felt strangely lonely without Quinn around, but I still refused to leave his room. Thankfully, a maid had brought me food without my asking, making me realize that I'd been starving. As I dug into the food savagely, I wondered between mouthfuls who could have sent the maid to me. Between Granny Maria and Logan's mother, Mrs McCullough, neither of them seemed to welcome me earlier today. So that was a mystery, and I had forgotten to ask the maid. Rega

Quinn's POVAs I hung up the phone, I immediately began to make my way to the restroom. Although strange, I guessed it was no surprised that Amanda had jammed the door. She seemed to have a knack for getting herself into trouble. For the umpteenth time, I wondered what kind of woman she was anyway. It was clear to see that she was angry about the restaurant I chose and the prices she deemed ridiculous. I did not understand why it was such a big deal to her, but she sure as hell took it personally.I also knew that she had ordered those extra dishes and drinks just to spite me. It was amusing to watch her, to see how far she was willing to go just to spite me. I have to admit I was impressed when she finished her first serving without batting an eyelid. But when she began to struggle, it was laughable. As I thought of her forcing fettuccine down her throat, a smile pulled on the corners of my lips. What made her think it was a good idea to get back at someone by hurting herself? She

Amanda's POVLogan's threat resounded through my ears like a gong, making me freeze up. I wondered if I'd heard right, but I couldn't be mistaken. Logan just threatened to commit suicide, because of me. "Is this a fucking joke?!" I yelled at him, furious that he would say something like that. "Hello? Hello, Logan, I'm talking to you!"But all I got in response was the beeping sound as he ended the call. I stared at my phone, furious and amazed at the same time. "What's wrong? What did that bastard want?" Vanessa asked. I looked up at my laptop screen to see her adjusting on her bed, a worried look on her face. "Amanda?" She called out. "You look pale. What did he say to you?"I gave her a rundown of my conversation with Logan, and when I was done, a look of irritation clouded her features. "Really? That's his tactic now? That bastard is so freaking desperate! He's obviously bluffing." Vanessa hissed and relaxed once again. "And here I was thinking it was something serious."My eye

Amanda POVI spent the rest of my morning and a huge chunk of the afternoon working on the report that had been assigned to me. It seemed endless, as I spent almost four hours on each department, drafting out notes before finally typing out my review. I had known beforehand that this was a huge task, but nothing prepared me for just how serious and exerting it would be. By the time my alarm went off for lunch break, I was still on the review of the first department, trying to type out my report. "Shit," I swore under my breath, rubbing my forehead in exasperation. I had barely even begun writing my review and it was lunch time already.I wanted to scream. At this point my hope began to waver. How could I possibly finish the review of 24 departments in a space of three days?! This was just day one and I was nowhere near concluding the first department. I shook my head as I wondered what to do. This was the first job Quinn had given me despite the protest from the directors and execut