My Fiancé Replaced Himself with His Paralyzed Uncle—So I Married the Real Don

After our wedding had been postponed ten times, Warren and I were finally set to sign the Fairchild marriage contract the next morning. The night before, hearing suddenly returned to my right ear—the one damaged when I took a bullet meant for him. I’d undergone reconstructive surgery on that ear only weeks earlier, and the doctors had warned me not to expect more than faint, muffled sound. Instead, the world came roaring back. I thought it was a miracle—a wedding gift from God. I left my coat in the foyer and hurried to Warren’s study at the family estate. Before my hand touched the carved door, sounds from inside stopped me cold. It wasn’t the soft whisper of pages turning. A belt buckle clattered to the floor, followed by the frantic rustle of clothing being shoved aside. Then Warren spoke, his voice broken by ragged breaths. “Elspeth, I’m sick of Avalon thinking that because she’s stood by me for seven years, I owe her the rest of my life.” A soft moan answered him. Then the heavy desk slammed against the wall. “You’re the one I love. If the council and the capos insist on this alliance, I’ll rewrite the contract and marry her off to my bedridden uncle, Caius.” Then Elspeth Mer…

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