All Chapters of Accidentally Married To My Ex's Uncle: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Rain's POV.I jumped immediately I saw Zyrielle collapse to the ground. My heart skipped a bit, and I think I lost a few of my grey hairs immediately after I saw that. Thankfully I got to where she was standing before she could collapse and ordered my men to capture those fools. I was tired of having to defend myself from people who couldn't think for themselves as long as they were thrown some money. "Stay with me, babe," I whispered as I exited the catastrophic atmosphere seeking refuge and recovery all at once. I feared that she might have passed out, which wasn't the bulk of the work; I feared that the stress might have gotten to her too much and would probably cripple her. The doctor had always warned us sternly not to allow her stress over anything but this was out of my control. My driver opened the door immediately and I placed her in the back seat. Her eyes fluttered open slowly and I sighed in relief. "Rain..." She muttered softly making me sigh in relief again. "I thou

Zyrielle's POV.I stood donned in my corporate clothing as I took a cup of coffee and I sipped it as she sat down on my chair facing the young man before me.I needed answers, and he seemed to be the best ticket to getting these answers with immediate effect."Rain, tell me," I said, with him looking at me with sincerity in his eyes."See, Zyrielle, I would never traffick humans, and this made me be at loggerheads with my mother. We couldn't quite see things from the same perspective." Rain responded to me."I had to turn the tables around to save my face from the shame and the reproach her way of handling things would create." Rain replied to me having a straight face.'Sincerely speaking, it seems like Rain is clean on this one; I can't help feeling like something is missing somewhere.' I thought as I played with my fingers on the sheen black table.I felt relieved in all sincerity, but to be honest, I didn't feel fully free from the fact that there was something that was missing

Zyrielle's POV. I was confused as to why she would suggest that, and I guess she figured it out because she quickly raised her hands in a placating manner. "Can you calm down, celebrate, and listen to what I am here to say? No, I do not mean that you should waste your time there. I will do something out of the way; I'm just saying that she would be delighted to speak to you, and you could use that as the best approach for us to get more information." She quickly corrected herself. That didn't stop me from feeling like something was wrong, especially when she was proposing that I go and almost lose my life. "I'm sorry I would have to decline politely because I don't want to die just yet. Do you think she would be happy to see me and allow me go Scott free? Of course not, I didn't think so." I answered immediately so that she would realize that I was being serious about a lot of things. Hailey exchanged glasses with my man and I couldn't help but get more angry with them. I didn't ex

Zyrielle's POV."If I didn't know you better I would have believed this sob story of yours." Rain answered him immediately. Sometimes I grew tired of how he felt like people didn't understand his moves. How did he expect me to believe that he was here to help me after everything he had done to bring me down? I would never understand his obsession with me, and quite frankly, I didn't care. "I seriously want to help you but you might not believe this. I just want us to have a simple conversation and we might not have to fight all the time. You were my best uncle right from the start before grandmother began to plant some evil seeds in me."I laughed at him because he was trying to absolve himself of his ability to make certain decisions. "Aha! And that has also stopped you from being sensible enough to turn down her teachings right? Why don't you stop deceiving yourself and let us be? I know you are obsessed because your company is failing woefully and you are trying so hard to get bac

Zyrielle's POV. I walked into the modest and neat living room, which had a lot of interesting designs in the room, making it lively and, at the same time, low profile.'This is my husband's father and he's looking healthy and fit. I wonder what's going on here, and how he has been able to stay with someone who pulled off an impersonation.' I thought inwardly as I bowed respectfully."Ah, darling. That's just amazing to see you." Marcus said to me with a smile.Marcus wore a brown shirt and black trousers coupled with flip-flops, and he looked clean-shaven, yet I could still feel the aura of an affluent individual around him."Good Afternoon," I spoke so I wouldn't seem rude.My husband stood there silently staring at his biological father. What I thought to be tears of joy that were building up in him was later revealed to be filtered rage as he lifted his eyes to behold him."Dad, after all these years." My hubby started."Ah, Rain, my son and the one in whom I see my resemblance. I