The Moment I Broke Off the Engagement, My Ex's Uncle Claimed Me

My grandmother died in a car accident. Ethan Griffin forced me to operate on his mistress, Tessa Langley's dog.

At the family banquet, he looked down on me like a king. "Kneel and apologize to Tessa," Ethan said coldly. "Then I might forgive you."

I, Nina Sterling, said nothing. In front of everyone, I lit the engagement contract and dropped the burning paper into a champagne glass, watching it curl into ashes.

Then I turned and walked toward the man sitting in the corner in a wheelchair, Adrian Griffin, the one the Griffin family treated like their greatest disgrace.

"Adrian," I said, bending slightly to meet his eyes. "Do you have the guts to gamble on this with me?"

Ethan exploded in rage and lunged toward me.

With a sharp click, the lighter in Adrian's hand snapped shut. He caught Ethan's wrist in a firm grip.

Adrian lifted those dark, brooding eyes and spoke to Ethan in a voice that cut through the room. "Watch your manners. She's my wife."