The Broken Marriage

Well, there is no case for him to live here. This house is big and only a few of us live here. Mom, me and just the three helpers. Papa is in America because he manages another company there with Grandpa. It's only once or twice a year if you go home so it's sad too.

I smiled. "Hope you'd enjoy your stay here, Uncle." Was the only thing I said.

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Months have passed, I thought it would be easy for Uncle to live here- but no!

He's so possessive and overprotective Uncle. He was so possessive that not a single man tried to approach me. If he acted, he would have beaten my parents. Annoying!

"When will uncle leave here?" I asked Mama when I could enter her room.

"Why is there a problem?"

I frowned. "She's annoying, Ma. I don't like her being possessive and overprotective anymore- she even beat you two and Papa!"

Mama immediately approached me and caressed my face.

She smiles. "That's because ... He's going to be your husband, son. Matteo Lattiere is going to be your husband" said Mama who made me very happy.

"huh ?!"

I waited for Mama to add what she said earlier, like, 'just kidding son' ... But a few minutes later Mama still didn't speak.

"That's the real reason why Matteo came here. Next month you'll be getting married too"

I couldn’t believe what Mom had revealed. It's like I'm going to pass out ...

"And I'm serious, Camila."

"B-but he's my uncle ... He's Papa's brother!"

Camila

"Damn ... isn't that the same?"

I just shook hands with Janella then quickly arranged my belongings and immediately left the classroom.

"Gagii, Camz! It's really your KJ!" Janella shouted angrily and stared at me.

Today is her cousin's birthday and they plan to celebrate at a bar. She invited me to come, but I refused.

There are staff assigned by uncle to watch over me and my actions ... and I am not that dumb for not knowing that. He’s making sure I follow his every word, that I don’t disobey. If he treats me like I'm a prisoner who can't escape ... And I so hate that!

"It's Camila!"

Until there was a parking lot, Janella still followed me and tried to tickle me. I'm really going to beat this woman a little bit.

"I'm really sorry, Ella. My pick -up will come any minute, so I can't make it up today. Next time only, 'kay?" I said and gave her an apologetic look.

"I don't know about you, Camila Johanna! How many times have you said that 'next time' but it doesn't happen. It's annoying." There was a mixture of sullenness in his voice even though he was trying to laugh at me now.

I sighed. "Sorry note-" I was cut off by a man's voice.

"Hi girls!"

Gavin appeared in front of us looking like he had just finished practicing. He was still wearing a jersey shirt and holding a ball. Sweaty and obviously tired. Tsk.

"Glad you came, Gavin. You're the one who talked to that woman, it's annoying!" Asik ni Janella then she walked out and Gavin and I left.

I just shook my head and immediately took my phone to text Mang Rey that I would reconcile. After I texted him, I next checked to see if there was a message from uncle ... But nothing. Thanks lord!

"You can't go with that, can you?" Gavin suddenly knew that he was still in front of me. I thought it followed Janella.

I put down my cellphone first and then took a sip.

"And so what? It's like you're going to die if I don't come." I said kill.

He chuckled. "It's just refreshing, Camila. Back then you were still taking care of me, but now, we can't even bond with you even in your free time"

I was struck by what Gavin said. What he said was true. Then I was the one tearing them apart. Every mall or restaurant I invite them whenever we have free time. But now, not anymore. Everything is changing.

That Matteo only changed when he came into my life. My uncle slash husband. Sounds weird, isn't it? My uncle, my wife. Damn. It's possible Forever.

"Is there something that we need to know about you, Camila?" Gavin suddenly became serious and we immediately fixed me up. "Are you hiding something from me?" It adds more.

"What are you talking about, Gavin? What am I going to hide from you, you already know about almost everything in my life" except for my marriage.

I struggled to look at him, even though I was really nervous. How would he react when they found out that I was married to my Dad's sister? They will definitely judge me ...

"Camila."

I almost jumped in panic when I suddenly heard the deep voice of a man ... Uncle!

His car stopped in front of us. His face was serious as he looked at Gavin. Oh shit, what does this guy think!

"H-he isn't my boyfriend, uncle. He's just my friend!" I said in a defensive tone.

I just don’t want him to think badly. Knowing him, he's so overprotective and somewhat possessive.

"Get inside the car now." He command.

I bit my lip and then simply nodded at Gavin. Then, I went inside his car.

"I'll text Mang Rey, uncle. Maybe go s-"

"I already told him I'll pick you up." Cutting it.

He looks so serious while looking at the road. He was sideviewed so it was obvious how straight his nose was. And his lips ... Damn, it's so sexy!

It's like a delicious kiss ...

My eyes immediately widened when I realized what my brain was saying. Holy shit! Why did I suddenly think of that thing ?! Wth!

Erase!

"What were you thinking, Camila?" He suddenly asked using his deep, husky voice.

I secretly bit my lip and then averted my eyes.

"No-no, uncle ..."

Camila

When I got out of the car I immediately went to my room and got dressed.

Before leaving, I looked in the mirror and stared at myself. I'm only wearing a loose shirt and pants while my hair is tied into a messy bun. I'm literally just homemade. Well, I don't really care what I look like. Where I am comfortable I am there. And I also don't care if I turn off my uncle. Just, I'm being me.

"Hello Nana Celia!"

I approached Nana and kissed her on her cheek. He was the only one uncle took that we could help here at home. She's in her mid 40's, she's kind and caring so we just got along quickly. I treat her like Mama.

"Wow, adobo!" I suddenly gasped after smelling what Nana was cooking. My favorite!

"Do you know and you'll like it. Your wife requested that I cook it" Nana said with a smile and gave me a taste of the soup. As always, it tastes so delicious.

"Who is Nana's wife? As I get older, I have many wives" I joked.

Nana Celia lightly pinched my side then shook it. "When your husband really heard you ..."

To be honest, I am still terrified every time I hear the word 'wife'. It's been almost six months since my uncle and I got married, but up until now it seems like that event still doesn't want to sync into my brain. How many times have I prayed that it was just a dream ... That I wasn't really married to my Dad's half brother ... But no matter what I do, reality will always slapped me. What sad reality ...