My engagement ended in humiliation.
One moment, I was the bride-to-be. Next, my fiancé was slipping a ring onto another woman’s finger—nope, not just anyone, my half-sister!

And the whole city watched. So I did the unthinkable. I kissed the one man I was never supposed to touch—his aloof, very hot, useless uncle. Dominic Fletcher.

It was supposed to be revenge. A scandal to wipe away my shame.
Until he stole my bra and with it, my senses… and my already fragile heart.

“Give it back!” I demanded, reaching for my bra, but he only lifted it higher.

“I’ll keep this as a memento, Kitten,” he murmured, eyes dark, voice dangerously seductive.

But Dominic Fletcher was far from useless. Behind the nonchalant façade was a ruthless power only I had glimpsed.

And now, he wants to help me take my revenge—
“Marry me, sweetness,” Dominic rasped, gaze sharp as steel. “I’ll make everyone who offended you a foot mat. What do you say?”

How could I say no?

I’d do anything to make that worthless, piece-of-shit scumbag ex lose sleep for the rest of his life and become his worst nightmare.

So I said yes—to his uncle.
I became his aunt-in-law.

Then I returned, victorious and unbroken. My family pleaded for me to forgive them. My ex-fiancé fell to his knees, clutching my hand.

“Let’s start again, Harper,” he begged. “You’re the only one I cherish...”

I gripped my hair and screamed, letting every ounce of frustration I had buried deep inside finally tear free.


I didn't care that the children were only a room away.


"A coward! That's what you are, Julian Gallagher!" I shrieked. "You saw competition and ran instead of standing your ground. I thought you were stronger than this. Smarter than this!"


Fresh tears burned at the corners of my eyes, and this time, I didn't bother stopping them. They slid freely down my cheeks as my legs finally gave out beneath me.


I collapsed onto the floor, my blurry gaze fixing on the ticking clock. My throat closed painfully.


I swallowed hard, trying to force down the lump lodged there, but it refused to move. A shaky gasp escaped me as I clutched at my throat, dragging in desperate breaths.


Chapter 274 - Your fault