The Stand-In Heiress Stops Pretending

I gave Ethan three years. He told his friends I was just a substitute for the woman he really loved. I cooked for him with a fever. I called him twenty-three times from the ER — he blocked every one because he was with her. So I left my key on the counter and walked out. He laughed. "She's getting married? I'll send a gift." He had no idea who my fiancé was. Or who my family was. So why, when the truth came out, was he the one on his knees?