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Married To My Ex's Powerful Billionaire Uncle

Chapter 5

Word Count: 767 | Released on: 25/08/2026

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I asked as the car t

said, looking out the window

u can't go there. My

hey are," Beck

because a moment later his hand

if he could anchor me to something solid before the storm hit. It wasn't until I

I grew up in. I could already hear sh

the smell of stale beer

n the hallway. When she

sing her hand. "You ruined everythin

r. He didn't twist it; he just

her," Cole

the kitchen. He stopped when h

d. "The cripple? You brough

pple" was once the most

ard, closer to me, close enough that his shoulder brushed my a

lat and cold as a blade laid on ice. "But you'll watch how you s

fe, I watched him swallow whatever he'd been about

id, my voice shaking but l

lion," Be

ilent. My fathe

dollars," Beckett said, his voice bored, as if he were d

gasped, her anger inst

document fro

ts and a restraining order. The payments will be managed by a blind trust. You violate the

e million? He said he wa

ispered to him. "That's m

ust slightly, just for me. "It's an a

the document. He snatched

ed out. "You'

ancial agreement Cole held. "You were always un

mother signe

of paper without a second of hesitation. Something inside me snapped.

lected t

," Beckett

said, turning his wheelchair.

k. I got into the car, and for the first time in

rchief. I hadn't realized

when I looked up, he was already watching me, that unreadable expres

better,

it?" I

emembered from the rink years ago. His thumb brushed once, absently

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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.”