All Chapters of Marrying the Ex Uncle: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Amanda's POVThe evening air in the mansion was still and electric. It was unsettling, considering that only a few hours ago, I had stood at the altar, a blushing bride in an emerald green gown. Well, not exactly blushing. I hadn’t exactly had the heart of a starry-eyed bride who had just married the love of her life. No, I was married to Quinn McCullough. The arrogant and impossible Quinn. A man who made my blood boil with irritation... and… It didn’t matter what else was there. He was just arrogant and hard-headed.I twisted the ring on my finger, the cool metal a strange weight. It glittered in the dim lighting of the room, an undeniable symbol of what had just happened. This actually happened. I was married. Married. To Quinn. On contract.How had my life spiraled to this? This wasn’t how I had ever envisioned it. All the years growing up, dreaming about my wedding day, never had I pictured myself standing at the altar, plastering on a fake smile for the sake of appearances. Yet t

Amanda's POVI watched Quinn walk away, his figure shrinking with each step until he was finally out of sight. A sad feeling started to settle in my chest, and I failed to shake it away.I shouldn’t be feeling like this. I should have been relieved that he was gone, that I wouldn’t have to deal with his cold, infuriating presence for two whole weeks. But instead, there was this sense of loss gnawing at me.Surely, I didn’t have feelings for him? He was gone, Amanda. I should have been happy. But I wasn’t.I couldn’t believe he had actually left. Just like that, no hesitation. It was typical Quinn, really. The man was an expert at walking away, at putting distance between himself and any situation that might make him feel something.So why was I so affected by it? Why did it feel like someone had just ripped out my heart and stomped on it?I sat down in one of the hard steel chairs, trying to convince myself that I didn’t care. That this was exactly what I wanted, a chance to get away,

Amanda's POVI had never felt more protected than I did as Quinn put his arm around me and led me through the streets of Italy. This wasn't the part of Italy I'd been to when I first came here, so I was given the opportunity to feast my eyes on the buildings and monuments in the beautiful city. It felt like a dream. And it didn't help me that it had a romantic vibe to it. It was hard enough blocking out the thoughts I was having about Quinn already. The romantic setting was just making it worse. When we reached a row of benches, Quinn and I sat down. I took out my phone the moment I remembered to text Vanessa back. Quickly, I shot her a quick text, telling her we were in Italy, and asking her how she was doing. I also asked her how her day was going. She wasn't online, so I put my phone away and shoved it back into my purse. "We'll wait for the private car here," Quinn said when we finally stopped. I was about to ask him why we couldn't just take a taxi to the resort when I remembe

Amanda's POVAs the bathroom door shut behind him, I cursed whatever made him come back to the airport after he left the first time. Why did I ever think I wanted him around? What on earth got into my head to deceive me? Having him here was a nightmare. I would much rather he was in Finland attending to business. What a prick. I shut my eyes and imagined what it would have been like if it is was just me in Italy. I would be alone in this suite, getting much needed rest, in peace. I could even see a movie, or just sleep until the exhaustion buried deep in my bones dissipated. There was so much I could be doing. That wonderful beach, the excellent view, all the touring I would have been doing. It would have been the perfect vacation. But no. Quinn just had to change his mind at the last minute. Playing the caring husband, my foot. He just wanted to be in the control, that was it. The thought of me actually enjoying myself for two weeks did not sound right to him. Why should I be happ

Amanda's POVYesterday was a rollercoaster. After my little argument with Quinn in the morning, I had kept my distance from him, not speaking to him unless he spoke to me. But I was so bored later on that when I saw him dressed up in sportswear to head out, I almost begged to go with him. I was bored out of my mind and had nothing else to do.To my surprise, he agreed, and we ended up having a tennis competition, which surprisingly wasn't so bad. We both had fun for the first time without bickering every few minutes. And it felt…good. Right now, however, I couldn't help but expect the worst as I stood beside Quinn in the elevator. Waking up this morning, yesterday had felt like a dream, but I could see the white T-shirt I had worn lying next to the bed on the floor. I was shocked to my bones when he had agreed to my coming with him to the game court, and even more so when he began to converse with him. For a while, I wondered if he was in his right senses or if he somehow lost his m