All Chapters of EX BOYFRIEND’S UNCLE CONTRACTED WIFE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

JESSIE’s POVWaiting for mom’s surgery to be over felt like an eternity. The minutes were longer, the hours were unbearable. Uncle Sam and I sat in the stiff plastic chairs just outside the operating room, the fluorescent lights buzzing as loud as my thoughts.I tried to distract myself by counting the tiles on the floor, but my mind kept drifting back to mom. I didn’t even want to think for one second that she wouldn’t make it.Minutes turned into hours. Every time the doors swung open, my heart would leap, only to come crashing down.Uncle Sam tried to keep me calm, but he wasn’t doing a good job either. He was visibly shaking and seeing him like that tightened the knot in my chest even tighter.Finally one of the doctors emerged, his face grim. I jolted to my feet, my pulse racing. As the head surgeon approached us, I could see the cloud of concern around him before he even spoke.“Jessie…” he started, “We’ve done everything we can, but there’s a chance your mother might not mak

Jessie’s POVToday marked exactly five days since I started working at Yates Stock Exchange Company. It was the last day of the work week and even though my heart was filled with hope and optimism for the new life, I was exhausted from juggling both work and mom’s medical care.I was looking forward to the weekend, but most especially I was looking forward to mom’s discharge.The elevator doors opened and I came face to face with my supervisor, Mr Dani Smith, for a man in his late twenties, he looked older than his age— not in a bad way. His salt and pepper hair and the faint lines around his eyes gave him a distinct look.I sauntered into the elevator and greeted Mr Dani, and he gave me a smile I had come to like— warm and welcoming.“You don’t look well.” He commented.“Oh no, I’m alright sir. I’m just a bit tired.”We engaged in small talk as the elevator descended the twenty three floors of the building.“Would you like a ride? I’m going your way anyway,” Mr Dani asked, and hones

Gavin’s POVFrom the day I heard Ryan berating her for not wearing a ring, it bothered me badly. She was already going through so much, a ring shouldn’t be part of it.On my business trip, my first stop was the London Jewelry Store. I spent two weeks, practicing the right words to say when giving her the ring but seated here, as I slid the cold metal on to her fingers, words failed me and all I could say was;“Give me your hand.”Jessie’s gaze lingered on mine, and I wished I could hear her thoughts at that moment.She looked at the ring, then back at me. The silence was both terrifying and confusing.“I can’t be the only one wearing a ring…” she spoke finally, and I let out a soft sigh of relief.Jessie, unpredictable as always.“What now?” I groaned, rather tiredly.“If I’m wearing a ring, you should too…” I couldn’t help but smile, “I’ll think about it,” I replied.She gave a slight nod, her gaze fixed on the piece of jewelry.“Do you like it?” I blurted out before I could hol

Jessie’s POVSunday, 7amI blinked my eyes open, my head throbbing with the kind of pain I couldn’t explain.I shook my head, trying to clear it, but it only became worse.I struggled to sit up with visible efforts. As I looked around my surroundings, I realized how different it was from Gavin’s home.The question of where I am was immediately answered when Greg Benedict entered the room with a tray of food.My eyes widened in shock… not because of the person standing before me but because he was wearing nothing but shorts.Fear gripped me. What if I had done something stupid like that night with Gavin? What if I’d slept with someone else?! I panicked.My heart pounded in my chest. I shouldn’t be here. Greg was a long time college friend, one whose path and I crossed a few times. Although I couldn’t completely recall how I ended up in his house, one thought superseded all— I needed to be home.I jolted up from the bed, throwing on my jacket.“Greg, thanks. Thank you so much for br

Jessie’s POVAgainst my better judgement, I pushed my way through the packed restaurant towards Ryan seated by the window.He looked like his usual self— handsome not in the manly way like Gavin, but rather just cute, with fanny ears, wide eyes and porcelain clear face.As I sank into the seat opposite him, I could see all the ways Gavin was more handsome, and I instantly wondered why I loved him so deeply in the past.“I didn’t think you’d actually come out,” he scoffed.This jerk. I cussed under my breath. “It’s about my husband, why not?”Ryan shifted in his chair, taken aback by my quick response but quickly composed himself.“Your husband? Don’t brag so much about that. Have you ever stopped to think why someone as wealthy as Gavin would want anything to do with you? Pathetic you?”I held my forehead, rubbing my temples gently. It was a mistake coming here, and I realized it when I sat down.Without further words, I snatched my purse from the table and jolted to my feet.“I knew