MARRIED TO MY EX'S RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE UNCLE

Nica caught her boyfriend, Chris, and her best friend, Ella, in a shocking betrayal. Chris was kissing Ella while caressing her close, and Ella only smirked at Nica as if she had won. Nica got pissed off and swore she would not let their betrayal go unpunished. What happens next? Read the story and find out for yourself.

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Chapter 2

Nica slowly opened her eyes, only to realize she was lying in a strange hospital room. The bright lights above her made her blink repeatedly as memories of the previous night came rushing back.

The party.

Chris.

Ella.

The betrayal.

A sharp pain shot through her chest.

She tried to sit up and remove the IV drip attached to her hand, but a warm unfamiliar hand gently stopped her.

"You need to rest," a deep masculine voice said calmly. "You haven't fully recovered yet."

Something about the touch felt strangely comforting.

Before Nica could respond, the door suddenly opened.

Chris and Ella walked in together, acting as though nothing had happened. Their expressions were full of fake concern, as if they had not been caught kissing the night before.

They did not notice the man standing beside Nica's bed.

Chris rushed forward dramatically.

"Nica! What happened to you?" he asked. "When I got home last night, I couldn't find you anywhere. I was so worried."

Nica stared at him in disbelief.

Worried?

The same man who lied to her, humiliated her, and betrayed her now stood there pretending to care.

Her stomach turned with disgust.

The stranger beside her noticed how uneasy she looked. He cleared his throat loudly.

Chris and Ella immediately turned toward the sound.

The moment Chris saw the man, all the color drained from his face.

"U... Uncle?" Chris stammered so loudly he nearly choked on his own breath. "What are you doing here?"

Before the man could answer, Nica spoke first.

"He brought me to the hospital."

Ella's eyes widened.

For the first time, she truly looked at the stranger.

He was tall, broad-shouldered, handsome, and carried himself with effortless authority. His expensive suit fit perfectly, and his cold expression made him even more attractive.

Ella swallowed hard.

In her mind, greed rose instantly.

I must have this man for myself.

Nica noticed the look in Ella's eyes and felt sick again.

How could Chris, a worthless cheat, be related to someone like this?

Lost in thought, she barely heard the doctor enter the room.

"You're stable now, Miss Matthew," the doctor said with a smile. "You may be discharged today."

Nica nodded quietly.

She got out of bed and packed her few belongings, eager to leave as quickly as possible.

The stranger stepped forward.

"I'll take you home."

Nica looked at him, surprised by the offer.

"No, thank you," she said politely. "You've already done more than enough for me. I can manage on my own."

Chris immediately laughed.

"Uncle, Nica is a strong girl. She can take care of herself, right Nica?"

Before Nica could answer, Ella quickly linked arms with Chris and added sweetly,

"I've known Nica for years. She's very tough. If she says she can do it, then she can."

Nica clenched her fists.

The shamelessness of the two people standing before her was unbearable.

"I'll be leaving now," she said coldly.

Without waiting for a reply, she walked out of the room.

She kept walking until she reached the hospital entrance, finally breathing in fresh air.

Then suddenly, two voices spoke at the same time behind her.

"Nica, I just...."

"You looked......"

She turned around.

It was Chris's uncle.

The two of them paused, then looked at each other before speaking again.

"You first," they both said together.

For the first time that day, Nica almost smiled.

A small laugh escaped them both.

Nica lowered her gaze.

"I just wanted to thank you... for everything."

"It was nothing," he replied smoothly.

Then his eyes moved over her hospital gown.

"Although... you still looked beautiful in that hospital gown."

Nica blinked in surprise.

"Really?"

He smirked slightly.

"I was joking."

For the first time in days, Nica laughed genuinely.

"My name is Nica Matthew," she said.

He gave a small nod.

"Jordan Avila."

The name sounded powerful.

Jordan stepped closer.

"Now let me drive you home."

Nica shook her head again.

"I don't want to bother you."

"You're not a bother."

He paused, as if wanting to say something else.

"Actually... I have an offer to....."

Before he could finish, Nica suddenly remembered something she had left behind in the room.

"Oh no!"

Without another word, she rushed back upstairs.

But the moment she reached the half-open door, her steps froze.

Inside the room, she saw and heard something she was never meant to witness.

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Four years ago, Madelynn accepted money from Caiden's family and vanished. She thought it was for the best-he would remain the untouchable heir while she faced her tough life alone. When they met again, Caiden humiliated her in public, yet appeared when she was cornered by a difficult client, pulling her back into his life. He forced her to stay as his lover, using her mother's medical bills as leverage, whispering, "What you owe me... you'll repay the same way." Madelynn believed he despised her. Only after the accident, when he ran toward her before the explosion, did she understand-he never let go.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.2

Immune To The Billionaire's Toxic Regret

7.2

Elmore Thomas rushed into the emergency room, clutching his feverish seven-year-old son, Buddy, tightly to his chest. When the privacy curtain was pulled back, the air in Elmore's lungs vanished. The attending physician standing under the harsh lights was his wife, Kendal—the woman everyone believed had burned to death eight years ago. But there was no tearful reunion. Kendal looked at him, and her eyes froze into impenetrable ice. She treated him like a biohazard, strictly referring to him as the family member. Worse, she didn't recognize Buddy. She comforted their crying son with the same gentle warmth she used to reserve for Elmore, completely unaware she was soothing the baby she thought had died. Days later, Elmore watched from the shadows as she picked up another boy outside a prep school, her left hand flashing a massive diamond engagement ring. When his butler accidentally recognized her, Kendal shielded her new stepson with pure disgust in her eyes. "Tell that psychopath to sign the divorce papers immediately. I have a new family now." The words 'new family' echoed in Elmore's skull, tearing him apart. For eight years, he had lived in a hell of guilt and madness, raising their son in the shadow of her ghost. How could she just erase their past? How could she give her tender smiles to a stranger and look at him with absolute revulsion? Standing in a luxury ballroom, Elmore squeezed his hand until his crystal champagne flute shattered, thick blood dripping onto the rug. The murderous obsession in his dark eyes returned as he called his lawyer. "Freeze her divorce application. Use every dirty trick in the book. She isn't leaving."

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.8

Jilted Bride: Now Call Me Auntie, Darling

8.8

On the eve of my glamorous Waldorf Astoria wedding, I went to the penthouse to surprise my fiancé, Hugh, wearing my late mother's heirloom pearls. Instead, I heard my stepsister's familiar laugh and caught them tangled together on the sofa. Through the cracked door, I heard Hugh slur that he was only marrying me for my family's financial backing. "As soon as I secure my inheritance, she's the first thing I'm getting rid of," he promised her. Floy giggled and asked for my mother's pearl necklace, my only legacy. Hugh agreed without hesitation, mocking my dead mother's naivety and my desperate dreams of building a family. Every sweet word he had ever said was a lie, a knife he had been patiently sliding between my ribs for years. They planned to strip me of everything the moment I signed the prenup. I didn't cry or scream. The crushing weight of their betrayal hollowed me out, leaving behind a terrifying, absolute calm. Why should I be the one to lose everything while they stole my future and insulted my mother's memory? I calmly walked down the hall, set the prenuptial agreement on fire, and vanished into the rainy night. If Hugh wanted to play dirty for the Maxwell empire, I would play for keeps. Using a forgotten, century-old family covenant, I was going to marry Hugh's uncle-the comatose, paralyzed war hero, Fleet Maxwell. I would return not as a naive bride, but as their worst nightmare: his aunt, and the new lady of the house.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.4

Rejected Omega, Secret Bride of the Billionaire Lycan

9.4

I was the Thornton Pack's brilliant but "wolfless" assistant, a defect they treated like a charity case. After years of letting the Alpha, Caleb, control me to prove my worth, he publicly humiliated and discarded me for a pure-blooded pack princess. Heartbroken and drunk at a bar, I accidentally bit and marked a terrifying stranger who saved me from two creeps. I woke up to find out I had drunkenly claimed Damien Blackwood—a ruthless billionaire and the apex Lycan King of the werewolf world. To prevent a pack war over the claiming mark, Damien trapped me in a two-year contract marriage, treating me like a convenient political tool. Right after we signed the papers, I got a call from the police. My little brother, Jamison, had been arrested for punching Caleb, who was bragging about ruining my dignity. At the precinct, Caleb sneered at my misery, threatening to destroy my brother's future. Seeing the fresh bite mark on my neck, Jamison exploded in handcuffs, screaming that Damien had blackmailed me into his bed to get him out of jail. I begged Damien to step outside so I could explain this horrific misunderstanding, feeling like I had sold my soul to a cold-blooded predator. But Damien ignored my pleas. He pulled me behind him, his suffocating Lycan aura crushing everyone in the room. "Yes, she was with me last night, because she is my wife." Before anyone could process the shock, his eyes darkened with a terrifying, unhinged possessiveness. "And I didn't marry her to solve a problem. I married her because I've been in love with her for ten years." I stared at his broad back, my blood running cold as I realized I had no idea what kind of monster I had just bound my life to.

Billionaire Romance Werewolf

9.0

The Almighty Tycoon Returns For Her

9.0

For a whole year, April believed her billionaire husband, Bartholomew, abandoned her in Europe the day after their arranged wedding. She hated him so much she drunkenly prayed for his death at a club. But he suddenly returned that very night, catching her red-handed. Instead of a divorce, he trapped her, threatening to bankrupt her bloodsucking family unless she moved into his penthouse to play the devoted wife. Forced to comply, she attended a dinner with her toxic family. Her stepmother deliberately served her lobster—knowing April had a fatal allergy. "Eat up, darling. I know hospital food is dreadful." When April refused and exposed their massive gambling debts, her furious father raised his hand to strike her across the face. But it was Bartholomew, the ruthless tyrant she despised, who caught her father's arm and snapped his wrist. "If you ever try to touch my wife again, I will erase your family by sunrise." April was completely stunned. Why was he defending her with such murderous rage? And why did he keep a cheap paper airplane she had made at age six preserved under a glass dome in his study? The answer came that night. When Bartholomew stepped out of the shower, April saw the massive, jagged surgical scar sliced directly over his heart. He hadn't run away; he had been fighting for his life on an operating table. Staring at the man who had silently survived just to come back to her, April made her choice. She was going to uncover the truth behind his surgery and their past.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.2

The Discarded Heiress Owns The Wasteland

8.2

Casey woke up with a throbbing skull in a glamorous dressing room, facing a public execution by an internet mob. Her wealthy family had thrown her away. Her hypocritical sister, Coralie, forced a holographic tablet into her hands, demanding she join a deadly survival reality show on a wasteland planet. "It's what Mommy wants. If you don't sign, you're dead to the Hendersons." The whole world wanted her dead. On the live broadcast, billions of viewers cursed her as a toxic stalker. The golden boy idol Kayson physically attacked her to defend Coralie's honor. Even the show's staff mocked her, deliberately leaving her with nothing but a torn, broken tent and a single bottle of water for the lethal alien wilderness. The universe was playing a cruel joke on her. She was framed as the villain of her sister's perfect story, banished to a wasteland where everyone expected her to cry, beg, and die on live television. But they didn't know she had already survived a decade in the ruins. Casey didn't shed a single tear. Instead, she invoked a hidden contract clause, demanding a full year on the planet instead of the standard month. "I'll survive for a year, and the planet becomes mine." She grabbed her broken tent, stepped onto the red alien dirt, and prepared to show the universe what a real predator looked like.

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MARRIED TO MY EX'S RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE UNCLE

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