She Hired Me to Be Her Fake Husband for Money — But Her Grandmother Had a Plan Neither of Us Saw Coming

from somewhere real.

After the ceremony, she caught my hand as I walked by.

“You look at her like she’s the only person in the room,” she said. “That’s all I ever wanted for her.”

“Claire deserves every good thing, Mrs. Rosemund.”

She smiled and released my hand.

Ten minutes later, I was standing alone in the reception bathroom staring at my reflection,continue reading …