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

In life, there are certain moments when a person really feels like they have made it in life. Despite the many ups and downs, that one moment, even if it lasted for a second, would still make them feel superior and great. 


That was exactly what he was feeling right now. His head was held very high, his back straight, and if he were a peacock, he was certain that those feathers would be spread and never fold at all. 


This was his day and no one and nothing was going to stop him from getting what he wanted. Every man should dream to reach the top at least once in his lifetime and that pretty lady dressed in a white gown radiating brightly was his ticket. 


Who cares how he came to be where he was? 


People always remember the winner and not the losers. 


After all, the winners determine what the history would be written like. 


“Congratulations, man. You really did it!” 


“I am happy for you! Don’t forget us when you are standing on the top!” 


CHAPTER 66: CONGRATULATIONS YOU MADE IT!