Uncle Couldn't Stop Loving Me After I Married Someone Else
Language: en
Roger Quinn, the man I had secretly loved for years, was about to announce his engagement to my younger sister. Summoning all my courage, I returned to Beltown to confess my feelings. The room erupted with laughter at my audacity. "Look at her," someone sneered, "a bastard child trying to climb the social ladder." But they didn't know. When I was eighteen, Roger had kissed me, a moment so tender it had lingered in my heart ever since. And they definitely didn't know the truth that I wasn't the illegitimate daughter. Lisa was. I stood my ground, forcing myself to look Roger in the eye and…