He Sacrificed Me For A Spy

Everyone in high society swore Patrick loved me down to his marrow.

To shield me from the ruthless crossfire of his family’s succession war, he had orchestrated a scandal—publicly calling off our engagement, taking the reputational hit, and installing a girl from his scholarship foundation as his public shield.

Her name was Whitney. She had looked me in the eye with wide, earnest modesty, patting her chest as she swore she had a steady boyfriend back home and would never dream of touching a man who belonged to me.