All Chapters of MY EX'S UNCLE LOVES ME : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I looked at the girl who had just called me a whore. She stood a few feet away, her posture stiff, arms crossed in front of her chest like she had something to prove. She was a bit chubby, the kind of build that suggested she didn’t care much for the gym but also wasn’t shy about who she was. Her hair was a bright, artificial shade of purple, the kind that turned heads whether she wanted the attention or not. The bright color clashed with her skin tone in a way that seemed intentional, as if she wanted to challenge the very idea of beauty itself. Tattoos crawled up her arms—roses, skulls, the occasional random phrase, all mashed together in a chaotic display of rebellion.I stared at her for a few seconds, completely unsure of what to say. I hadn’t even done anything, and yet here I was, being accused. Why did girls like her always assume the worst? I could feel my heart beating a little faster, not from fear, but from frustration. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of silence,

“Well…” Chloe began, her voice trembling as she struggled to continue. “Mr. Dennis has been tormenting me for a while now.” She paused, eyes darting nervously to gauge my reaction before continuing.“Every day when I arrive at school, he summons me to his office.” Her voice grew quieter, almost as if saying the words out loud gave them more weight. “He knows my dad is wealthy, and he uses that against me.”The room seemed to grow heavier with her words, as if the air had thickened with tension. I clenched my fists, barely able to contain my anger. This was unimaginable—how could a teacher abuse his position like this?Chloe’s eyes filled with tears as she looked down at her hands, fidgeting nervously in her lap. “He asks me to give him money every day. And if I don’t bring it, he mistreats me… he beats me.”My heart sank. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. “He beats you?” I repeated, my voice filled with disbelief.She nodded, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. “Yes,” she

“Zach, promise me you won’t kill Dennis,” I asked, my voice trembling. The weight of what I was asking hung in the air between us, and I felt the knot in my stomach tighten. The room was dimly lit, the golden glow of the lamp casting long shadows on the walls. I stood in front of him, vulnerable, waiting for an answer.Zach didn’t respond immediately. He stared at me, his eyes dark and unreadable. His silence stretched on, and I could hear the distant sound of wind brushing against the window, adding to the tension in the room.“I won’t kill him,” he said, finally breaking the silence. His voice was steady, almost too calm for the anger I knew must have been boiling beneath the surface.Relief flooded through me. My body felt lighter, as though the air had returned to the room. I gave a small nod and stood up, the floor creaking softly beneath my feet as I made my way toward the door. But before I could leave, I paused, turning to look at him one more time.“Zach, please don’t tell Ch

The next morning, Audrey woke up slowly, the weight of the previous day’s problems still pressing down on her like a suffocating blanket. Every part of her body felt heavy, as if the emotional burden she carried had seeped into her muscles, making it impossible to shake off the exhaustion. She blinked, her eyes struggling to adjust to the soft light filtering through the curtains. The bed beneath her was warm, almost too comfortable, and she felt the urge to pull the covers over her head and sleep for a few more hours, to escape the reality that awaited her.But no matter how much she wanted to, she knew she couldn’t. There was too much to face, too much unresolved. She sighed deeply, her breath shaky as she gathered the willpower to push herself up.She turned her head slowly to face Chloe. The little girl was still asleep, her small chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, her face peaceful and relaxed. Thank goodness she’s still sleeping, Audrey thought. She really needed it.C

When Zach arrived at the scene, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. His face was hard, cold, and distant. I knew what was going through his mind. I had seen that look before, the one that told me he wasn’t going to change his decision no matter how much I begged."Zach, don’t leave Dennis like this!" I called out, trying to control the panic that bubbled up in my chest. "Grey will kill him. Just stop all this already. I think Dennis has already learned his lesson." My voice cracked on the last word, but I didn’t care. I needed Zach to listen.He turned to face me, his expression dark and unyielding. "No, Audrey. He needs to be beaten up. Nothing you say will change my mind."I opened my mouth to argue, but the look in his eyes stopped me. There was no point. He had made up his mind. Without another word, Zach turned around and walked off, leaving me and Anna standing there in the cold, dimly lit garage.My gaze lingered on him for a moment, but then I turned back to the scene in fr