Is it so horrible to be born differently?
Did I truly ask to be born this way?
Does being different mean that I don't deserve to live my life and follow my dreams?
That was the question Braelyn Madison had been asking herself for the previous 21 years. Braelyn was born as a pretty and cute boy, but she and her mother discovered she was intersex when she was twelve years old.
And that realization altered her life forever.
Braelyn was in love with a young man who made her feel like she was worth it for three years, but on their third anniversary, she received a red card and was mocked and humiliated.
Above all, it hurt that he dared to bring his mistress to such a hallowed day, crushing any hope she had left in him. 
When she was at her lowest, he emerged as a hero in sparkling armor, rescuing her from shame and humiliation. 
Determined to exact revenge on her scumbag of an ex, Braelyn swore to do everything in her power to deprive him of everything she had given him throughout their three years together. 
And when a perfect candidate emerged, who happened to be her knight in shining and also possessed a very dear title. Braelyn saw an opportunity to use against the scoundrel and mistress. 
However, Braelyn found herself gradually sinking into yet another love trap. 
But could someone explain to her why this claimed uncle of her scumbag girlfriend isn't following the rules?

Marrying My Scumbag Girlfriend's Uncle

She let her caramel hair hang loose, reaching her shoulders. As for the wigs she used to wear, she was planning on burning them and bidding farewell to her past self. 


She applied some light makeup and after making sure that she looked good, Braelyn left the bedroom, skipping while humming a happy tune. 


When the maids saw her, they stole sneak peeks at her, and she didn’t mind them. 


As she was a bit late, she didn’t dare sit down and eat but took the food which had been prepared with her. 


She drove the Jaguar since she was comfortable with it. Taking a more expensive car than the one she was driving would make her sweat. 


On her way to school, she couldn’t help but think about Ronan. 


‘He should be working right now!’ she thought. however, she missed him so much she couldn’t help but try her luck. 


He didn’t leave a message for her when he left, and before going to bed, they didn’t say anything to each other, so she was a bit anxious. 


CHAPTER 33: SCHEMES