Married To My Ex's Powerful Billionaire Uncle

Chapter 6

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to my face. "I used to be the best player on the ice,"

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“I was supposed to marry my fiancé, Kenan, the golden boy of the Sinclair family, tomorrow. Instead, I woke up drugged in a hotel bed, wearing a man's shirt, with my fiancé's disabled, supposedly ruined uncle, Beckett Sinclair, sitting in a wheelchair across from me. Before I could even process the horror, my future mother-in-law busted the door open with a pack of reporters. She pointed her finger at me, screaming to the cameras that I was a slut who cheated on her son with his crippled uncle. My fiancé texted me immediately. "You make me sick. We're done." Even my abusive adoptive family joined the firing squad, demanding I go crawl back and apologize to the man who just threw me away like trash. I was completely set up. My mother-in-law orchestrated this whole nightmare just to ruin me and replace me with a wealthy, pregnant heiress. I was stripped of my dignity, my future, and my reputation in the blink of an eye. But just as I was about to be swallowed by the scandal, the disabled uncle everyone mocked did the unthinkable. He took the blame for everything in front of the furious family patriarch. Then, he looked at me with calm, calculating eyes and handed me a lifeline. "Marry me. It's your only way out." I looked at the greedy faces of my family and the smug smile of my ex-fiancé's mother. I took his hand, tore up my past, and became the new Mrs. Sinclair.”