Misty Nights: A Short Romance

By Donna Hernandez

Sandra Wilkens is forced to marry her uncle's long time friend to keep from losing her inheritance. They live their lives separately.Three years later she asks him for a divorce but he wants to continue their marriage. He tells her that he wants her to give it six months and if she still wants the divorce then so be it. He woos her and Sandra begins to fall in love with her husband.

** This is a short romance of approximately 6600 words** 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Donna Hernandez
• Release date: Mar 25, 2013
• ISBN: 9781497771413

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Misty Nights

A Short Romance

By

Donna Hernandez

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Misty Nights

A Short Romance

Copyright © 2012 by Donna Hernandez

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Misty Nights

Chapter One

Surely this must be a joke ... right? Sandra was looking her uncle’s lawyer squarely in the eye, searching for the sign that would bring a sigh of relief, the flicker of a smile or a wink, anything but his face remained impassive.

No, Ma’am. This is no joke. He stood there in his expensive suit, leather briefcase resting on the table top at his left hand as though he were already tired of the questioning and was ready to leave, even though Sandra was in his office. Holding up her uncle’s will in his right hand, he said once more, Shall I read it to you again?

Sandra shook her head, feeling numb. No, don’t bother. I get it... I ...I just don’t understand why Uncle Peter would do something like this ... it doesn’t make sense.

I don’t mean to be rude but I think we both know what kind of man your uncle was, Ma’am. The lawyer cocked his head to the side, watching, waiting for her agreement his hands raised imploringly, eyes locking onto hers willing her to nod but Sandra did nothing of the sort. Yes, her uncle had been something of a black sheep, the odd one out in the