Married To My Ex's Powerful Billionaire Uncle

Chapter 8

Word Count: 583 | Released on: 25/08/2026

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ut," Beckett dec

n the sofa. The world outside felt hostile,

itamin D," he deadpanned. "Unl

yes, but I sm

, but people still stared. I pushed Beckett's wheelchair, feeling

ett pointed to Va

want your NHL money. I need to run my bakery

d, ignoring me. "It's an heirloom, remember?

h a pinched nose, looked us up and down. She s

he asked, clearly i

ee the manager

" she said

opped. It was that dangerous, ic

om the back. He took one look at Beckett's face

didn't know you were coming!

rivate vault," Beckett

vate room. He returned with a velvet box. Inside

to me as the manager took the simple gold band from my finger.

I breathed, unab

the manager. "Bill the ser

pped a sleek black card on the terminal

, the universe decided

friend, Tiffany, were

small baby bump. Kenan looked tired,

the massive pink

"Spending the last of your endorsement trust fund,

r own modest solitaire. Her face soure

said calmly. "His minor league contract i

p. You're a washed-up crip

at me, his eyes softenin

ve out of the way, boy. You'

Beckett past them. I held my head high, the

started, once we

Beckett

ing," I

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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.”