All Chapters of After My Wedding Was Stolen, I Married Ex's Uncle: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Amelia’s POV“Victoria is lying to you!” I cried, using up what little strength I had left.My fiancé—the man I once believed would protect me—had sacrificed me in the name of what he called justice.But I knew Victoria too well. She wasn’t fragile and innocent. She had mastered her mother’s art of manipulation. If she got her way now, I would never know peace again.This was my last chance to save my marriage.“I saw Victoria at a bar just a few days ago—please, Tristan, believe me, I—”But Victoria’s sobs burst through the air like sirens. “I… I’m sorry…” she whimpered, crumbling as if my words had physically wounded her.“Enough!”Tristan’s voice cut through the room like a blade. It jolted me.He turned on me, eyes blazing with fury. “Amelia, why can’t you just let it go?”Then, without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her like she was something precious, something fragile.The sight of them together sent my world spinning. A nauseating ache spread through my ch

Rowan Lancaster's POVI stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel suite, watching the sun break over the skyline. Below, the infinity pool shimmered in the morning light.Behind me, my chief assistant delivered the morning briefing, his voice crisp and measured."Shareholder tensions continue, but they're manageable. Our acquisition of the South Ridge development is complete. The overseas board is requesting a video conference by the end of the week.""Noted," I said, eyes still fixed on the skyline. "Make sure Legal prepares the updated compliance report before that call. I want no surprises.""Will do, Sir. Oh, and regarding the Lancaster wedding... there's been a change," he added.I turned slightly at that. "A change? Not the date, I hope. I’ve already had to rearrange half my calendar to make it work.""It’s not about the date, Sir." He hesitated. "Your nephew, Mr. Tristan Lancaster, has switched brides. Victoria will be taking the place of her sister, Amelia Ha

Amelia's POVI stood frozen, my heart pounding so loudly I could barely hear over it.Rowan Lancaster himself had risen from the crowd and was striding toward me. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a commanding presence that swallowed the space around him.His black tuxedo was sharp and immaculate. But it was the way he carried himself that made everyone stop and stare. His face was striking—chiseled features, a strong jaw, and dark, discerning eyes that locked onto mine with unsettling intensity. Tristan stormed forward, his face contorted with anger. “Who the hell—”But as his eyes met Rowan’s, everything about him shifted. The rage vanished, replaced by a tight, practiced smile.“Oh… Uncle Rowan?” Tristan’s voice cracked slightly. “I—it was you? You were at the hotel with Amelia?”“I sure was,” Rowan replied calmly, his voice rich, deep, and unapologetically authoritative. He didn’t owe anyone an explanation—and made that abundantly clear.Even as he said it for the second t