All Chapters of Hidden Heiress Rising: Married to my Ex-Husband’s Uncle: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

~ MARTY ~I was inside my car before I fully realized what I was about to do but that didn't stop me. My hands found the keys, and I turned the ignition I pulled out of the parking lot with my phone still gripped in my other hand.“ Roman, are you still there?” There was no response, making me panic even more. I removed the phone from my ear, I checked and saw he had hung up.Fuck, this man might be the death of me. My phone rang again and without checking the screen I answered because I assumed it was Roman calling back. I was prepared to scold him more, I just can't understand why a grown ass sensible man would go to the bar at seven to get drunk when he fucking exposed himself to be dragged online. “ Hello Roman, you…” "So you are still disgracing the Lake name?” An angry voice questioned. I would recognize that voice anywhere in this world. “ And good day to you too Dad,” I whispered sarcastically.Dad? Yeah right, I haven’t had one in a long while. “ Why haven't you change

~MARTY~ My phone woke me before the sun did.It would not stop vibrating. One message after another, filling up so fast my phone started to hook. I sat up slowly, my body still heavy from the night before, Roman was asleep beside me, turned toward the window, one hand curled near his face like a little kid. For a second, just looking at him, I felt almost okay. My phone vibrated again, and I picked it up.It was not Lisa this time nor was it Kieran. Rather it was hundreds of strangers, all talking at once, all saying the same name over and over under the post of last night.Why is my phone on? Didn't I turn it off before going to bed? I scrolled through the comments, and the cold feeling in my chest grew with each comment. Someone had found an old photo of Roman in a suit, with a woman in white gown beside him, both of them smiling for the camera.Someone else had found the paper to go with it. A real marriage announcement, with both their names printed in black ink, from before

~ LUKA ~ When I saw Marty's name trending online for all the wrong reasons again, I immediately blamed my brother. How exactly had he gotten involved with the man he destroyed eight years ago? I had only recently discovered the connection, all thanks to Kieran. Roman's ex-lover had approached me, hoping I would help him find a way to get Roman back. Instead, I found myself uncovering things I never expected. Now Kieran's name was trending alongside Marty's, and every mention of either of them was disappearing almost as quickly as it appeared. I knew who was doing that, it should have made me stop what I was doing but it didn't. I kept anonymously using people to repost anything about them. Am I a bad person for doing all that? Maybe. But every time I saw Roman standing beside Marty, every time I remembered what happened eight years ago, the bitterness came back all over again. Marty should have been mine! My brother had taken him from me and if I was being honest, part of me w

~ MARTY ~ I did not remember leaving Roman's apartment. All that kept replaying in my head was the word "husband" sitting in my brain, sometimes making me break into a smile that I couldn't understand. And there was Luka's smile, and Roman's face when he understood what Luka was saying. But what could make a man as strong as Roman that scared? What am I missing? And I sat in my car, driving through the city at night, my hands shaking so badly I had to grip the wheel harder than necessary just to keep it okay. What was the underlying meaning of Luka mentioning eight years ago? Am I missing something? I could still remember Luka's face, that's why I can't get the idea out of my head that I was missing something. And to make it more fishy, it was eight years ago that Roman's marriage ended. That could not be a coincidence right? I drove to my own apartment first, needing to think, and to sit somewhere that was mine and try to make sense of what Luka had meant. The drive

~ MARTY ~I was sitting in my car in my apartment parking garage thinking about my next move with Roman when my phone rang pulling me from my messy thoughts.It was a number I did not recognize. I almost did not answer. But something made me pick up."Marty?" A young woman's voice. One I had not heard in eight years filtered through my brain."Who is this?" I asked, holding my breath telling myself it couldn't be who I think it is. "It is Sarah," she replies, she sounds excited like I should have known she was the one calling immediately. Funny how eight years had not passed since we last spoke ironically of course because we have indeed not spoken once after my father disowned me."I need you to come down. I believe I am at your building. I did research so I am hoping I am at the right one. The receptionist won't let me in and I have suitcases.""Sarah?" I called slowly. "What are you doing here? Is everything okay?""Just come down first," she said. She sounded impatient and annoy