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Marrying My Ex-boyfriend's Uncle

"I have to choose her" he declared. "You can't!! You have already promised me!!" she yelped. "It was all a lie. I want her only" Synopsis Vera Charlene, the concealed girlfriend of Zane Kingston. She remained hidden just to avoid any torment for dating nephew of most feared French mafia leader. However, her life fell apart as soon as she discovered the fact that her boyfriend dated her for fun and already had another woman to marry. Vera belted down alcohol like water at the club every night. Bawling out of control and spending her time in club mostly as a result of heartbreak. But one night, the information about the most feared French mafia leader finding for a wife permeated into her ears. She established drunkenly. Collecting every piece of her broken heart and walking straight up to the uncle of her ex, Ezra Kingston. And she said, "Marry me!"

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Your work is to be my wife

Ezra stared at Vera in silence.

She truly got enough courage to chuckle in this kind of situation.

It seemed like she feared no one.

"Oh, well. It is hilarious how people assume without knowing wholly"

Vera stated along with a chuckle.

Stunning Diana who never expected this woman to taunt her directly.

The response somehow surprised Ezra. It was first ever time seeing someone mocking his mother.

No one had ever done it.

"Watch your mouth"

Out of the blue, Ezra warned the woman with cold gaze. Attracting the two's attention fully.

His ruthless alert annoyed Vera.

She maintained the eye contact with him. Fury flowing in her veins.

It was clearly his mother who provoked her first like a useless nobody. Now, he was irritated?

How amusing to see a son cherishing his mother a lot.

"Shut up"

Suddenly, Diana stated. Stunning the woman and the man entirely.

Vera was not talking at the moment. But Ezra was speaking.

So it clearly meant Diana wanted her own son to zip his lips. "I like her courage and attitude"

Diana declared. A proud smile tugged at her lips.

"She doesn't seem fake"

The woman added up. Praising her daughter in law clearly. Her response stunned both Ezra and Vera.

Who would have thought the woman found this amusing?

She appeared so gratified to see her daughter in law with an attitude like this.

Vera's brows instantly wrinkled.

This woman truly was full with unexpected things.

"Don't care about my son's words. You don't have to fake your words and smile. Do as you please"

Diana allowed. Seizing the hand of Vera with full of admiration in her gaze.

Completely shocking Ezra.

Vera almost flinched because of sudden action from the woman.

"Ah.. I appreciate your kindness, Ma'am"

She slightly bowed her head. Bringing a grin up onto the woman's face. "Mother.."

Diana voiced. "Pardon?" In perplexity, Vera tilted her head. Having no clue what the woman meant.

"Drop that Ma'am. Call me mother from now on. You are my daughter now"

Diana pointed out.

Attacking Vera with unexpected situation only.

This woman got unanticipated responses for her in a list!

"I understand, mother" Vera smiled. Getting along with the woman.

The interaction between the two left the man in silence. They got along so well right now.

Unlike a minute ago where they two were provoking each other.

Women truly were confusing for him to look through.

"Have you searched for a designer for your wife?" Diana queried to her son.

Earning a nod back.

"Call the designer here then. I would like to choose a dress for my daughter in law"

Without restraining back, Diana disclosed her craving.

Stunning Vera wholly. What did this mean?

Was this woman going to lecture her with some ugly gowns?

"Please wait for a few minutes then" Ezra got up from the bench. Walking out of the room.

He obeyed so well.

"I used to be a famous designer in past actually" To break the awkward silence for Vera, Diana spoke out loud.

Causing Vera to gasp quietly in amazement.

So the woman did not have any bad intention at all. She was just overthinking.

"Did you quit because of your age, Ma'am? I mean mother"

Slowly, Vera attempted to get used to calling the woman mother as she should.

"Well, I suffered from incurable disease around forty five years old"

Diana revealed truthfully. Hushing down Vera. So this woman knew she was going to die?

"It made me lay on bed all day all night. I had no choice but to quit in the end. Now I am almost seventy"

The woman added up.

Her words somehow surprised Vera.

"I beg your pardon. Did you just say seventy?" In disbelief, Vera queried.

Eye widening as the woman nodded. "No way, Ma'am. I mean mother. You seem like fifty to be honest"

Vera spoke the truth.

The woman for real appeared like a fifty years old mother instead of a seventy years old grandma.

She aged like a fine wine.

Vera's words amused Diana who seemed to enjoy it.

"I get that reaction almost every time whenever I reveal my age"

The woman disclosed.

"Because it is true" Vera declared with a serious expression on.

Bringing a smile up onto the woman's face. Like that they two chatted for a few more minutes.

Not knowing Ezra had arrived.

He had been standing at the door with designer behind him.

The door was unlocked.

Leaving him an opportunity to take a peek.

Instead of interrupting, Ezra chose to stop and stare at the two till they finished. Because he relished the moment.

He liked how Vera Charlene managed to put a grin on his mother's face as an easy matter.

Two hours passed quickly.

Diana drew the design for her daughter in law and ordered the designer to do her best.

She also drew a design for herself since she had to attend her grandson's marriage also.

That evening, the so called married couple returned to the room which they would be sharing.

"What would you like to have for dinner?"

Vera asked. Sitting on the bed as the man commenced to busy himself with works.

"I don't know"

Uncertain reply from Ezra annoyed Vera.

She was trying her best to communicate and step onto awkward silence.

Seemed like the man was not interested to help her out.

"Are you going to starve yourself then?" Vera mocked. Failing to attract the man's attention still.

Ezra did not respond at all.

Letting the woman said whatever she required as he continued settling down on the lounge with files and laptop on glass table.

Irritating Vera wholly.

She was attempting her best to form a friendship at least to get comfortable with each other.

Turned out he already placed the wall between them.

The wall which she could not break down.

"Alright, my bad for bothering you"

Along with an eye roll, Vera left the room. Heading down to the garden out of boredom.

What's the point to sit in awkward silence when she could hang out with her own self?

"Mistress, you are not allowed to step out"

As Vera attempted to get out of the gate, the man ceased her.

Approaching near to her in slight panic. His behavior annoyed Vera entirely so that her brows wrinkled.

"Who commanded you?"

She queried, Hushing down the man totally. "You can only step out with Master's permission, Mistress"

The man informed. Completely driving the woman crazy.

This Ezra Kingston truly held the authority.

"Show me around the place then. I would like to explore" Vera ordered at last.

At least, this man would follow her words as the wife of his master. Or so she thought.

"It is not my duty to guide you, Mistress" He pointed out. Bowing respectfully to make sure he did not bug the woman.

"Fuck.." Under her breath, Vera cursed out loud.

Requiring to punch the man in front of her in frustration if she could.

"Go call someone to guide me then!"

Vera ordered. Hushing down the man for a few seconds. "Um.. Master has not yet chose a bodyguard for you, Mistress"

He notified.

Crossing the limit of the woman's patience.

But instead of taking her fury out, Vera swallowed. Walking back into the house calmly.

Unlike her mind which was burning this location down.

"Mistress, the dinner is ready"

On her way back to the room, the two maids apprised. "Oh, I see"

Dryly, Vera replied. Directing to her room instead of heading to dining room.

She knocked on the door before stepping in.

Only to meet the man still working at the table along by himself. "I am bored" Vera grumbled.

Sitting across Ezra to gain his attention. "Go ask the maids to cure your boredom. They will do as your order"

The man retorted.

Irritating the woman.

"I would like to do some works instead" In the end, Vera disclosed her desire.

Finally attracting the man's attention.

His gaze lifted.

Staring right through the eyes of the woman. "Your work is to be my wife" Ezra declared.

Causing Vera to roll her eyes. "It is kind of boring, you know. I prefer to work for real outside everyday"

The woman informed.

Her words made the man furrow his brows slowly.

"No. You are not allowed to step outside unless I give you permit" Ezra stated, authoritatively.

Showing off his controlling side.

"Am I a pet? Am I a fucking puppet?"

When she could not handle it anymore, Vera asked out loud. Revealing her fury. "No. But you are my wife now"

Ezra corrected. His dominant tone quieted down the woman.

Well, maybe she should endure this boredom for two days only. The fun was going to start soon.

She just needed to swallow.

Right, it was forty eight hours only for her to endure.

"Got it" Vera sighed out loud. "Dinner is ready by the way" She notified.

"I am busy. You can go have it" Ezra responded. Refusing to have a dinner at all cost because of works.

And the woman did not even mind.

"Alright" She shrugged.

Heading out of the room to have a dinner alone by herself. She lowkey wished Aspen was near her.

He would definitely help her out from here and hang out all night.

At least, he would have dinner together with her.

"Hmm.. I should get used to be a loner"

Vera mumbled to herself.

That night, the woman slept early before the man since she could not find out when he would finish those works.

Vera fell asleep on the bed while Ezra managed to sleep on the lounge.

He was about to lay down right beside the woman. But works kept him awake.

Making him fell asleep on the lounge without realizing himself.