The Heart I Married For

For four years, I endured my husband Alex' s coldness and his very public affair. I did it all for the heart beating in his chest-the one I believed belonged to my dead fiancé, Dale.

Then, a phone call from a private investigator shattered everything. It was all a lie, a simple clerical error.

Dale' s heart wasn' t in my husband. It was beating inside a tech CEO in Austin named Cash Carter.

Suddenly, the man I married for a ghost was just a cruel stranger. When his mistress caused me to fall into a pool, he left me to drown, demanding I apologize to her before he' d help me.