All Chapters of Claimed by My Ex-Husband's Uncle: His Plus-Size Desire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lorena's POV"You're fat and infertile. Those are the two reasons I want to divorce you."The words left Diego Mendoza's lips without the slightest burden.Meanwhile, I was still standing in the living room, my body wrapped in maroon silk lingerie. I had deliberately bought it earlier that afternoon after spending hours thinking in the boutique. For two weeks, he had not touched me, and for two weeks, he had been coming home late at night.But now, with the divorce papers he had thrown onto the floor, I felt like the stupidest person in the world."What did you say?" I asked.Diego loosened his tie with a rough motion. He tossed his expensive navy suit onto the back of the sofa. The eyes that once always softened whenever they looked at me were now filled with disgust."So you're deaf too, apparently," he said sarcastically.He walked closer, but not to hold me. He stopped about two meters away from me, enough to look at my entire body from head to toe, and his gaze looked like he was

The Mendoza Corporation building towered over the city's main business district. I stood in the magnificent lobby with mixed emotions. Nervous, afraid, embarrassed, but also desperate because I had no other choice.I didn't come to see Diego.I came to see his uncle.Julian Mendoza.I had only seen him twice. The first time was at my wedding to Diego five years ago. He came alone, without a wife, and only offered brief congratulations before leaving. The second time was at Diego's birthday party two years ago. He sat in the corner of the room holding a glass of whiskey and barely spoke.What I knew was that he was Diego's father's younger brother. He was probably around fifty years old, but his face looked younger, and he was known as a successful businessman who often lent money to other people. There were rumors that he was some kind of shadow investor for many small businesses in this city.I had contacted his secretary yesterday. I said I was his niece-in-law, and I needed to spea

Two weeks later.The courthouse stood tall with its classic European-style architecture. Its white marble pillars seemed to have witnessed thousands of divorces within its walls. Today, another one would be added to that long list.My divorce.Today I wore a simple black dress. Not too tight, not too loose. It reached my knees, with long sleeves covering the arms I had never liked. I fixed my hair neatly, tying it back.My phone vibrated.A message from Julian."I already sent a car to pick you up."I let out a sigh. During the past two weeks, Julian had always appeared at unexpected moments. He sent me the best lawyer. He even arranged this divorce hearing incredibly quickly, as if he wanted everything finished as soon as possible.The luxurious black car picked me up exactly at nine in the morning.I stepped out of the car with slightly trembling legs. Robert Abraham, my lawyer, was already waiting for me in front of the entrance wearing a black blazer and a confident expression."R

Julian fell silent.His blue eyes stared at me without expression. I could see something shifting in them, but I couldn't read what it was. Seconds passed that felt like hours.I bit my lower lip, suddenly realizing how stupid my words had been. Where was my brain when I said that? Julian had just said all those beautiful things, and I responded with a desire for revenge."Sorry, I don't know why I said that. That was weird and I didn't mean it, please forget it. I'm serious, just forget my stupid words. I just...""I agree."I fell silent. "What?"Julian smiled.The smile slowly spread across his face, erasing all the tension that had been visible a moment ago. But this wasn't the warm smile he usually gave me. There was something different there. Something dangerous.He stepped back, looking me over from head to toe once more, then nodded in satisfaction."This dress is perfect. We'll take it.""Wait."But he had already turned and walked out of the fitting room. I followed him with

The wedding had been going on for almost four hours. The guests had started leaving one by one, but Julian still held my hand tightly, occasionally kissing my cheek or whispering sweet words that made me blush. The scent of flowers and champagne still filled the room, and the orchestra slowly changed the melody to a more relaxed tune.I had just finished talking to one of Julian's friendly business colleagues when I felt the hair on my neck stand up. Something in the air had changed. The overpowering scent of sweet perfume stung my nose.I turned around.Diego stood at the entrance of the room. Isabella was beside him, her arm linked through Diego's, her slender body wrapped in a tight, fiery red dress. Her long hair flowed perfectly, her makeup was flawless, and her smile was full of triumph.Their eyes immediately landed on me.The room that had been bustling suddenly fell silent. All eyes turned to the couple who had just arrived. Whispers began to emerge."Isn't that Diego? Lorena