The morning after the most important gala of her career, Nora Voss wakes up in a hotel suite she doesn't remember entering, wearing a dress she doesn't remember choosing, and staring at a marriage certificate she absolutely does not remember signing. The name on the groom's line is Cael Ashford. She knows that name. Every woman in New York knows that name. Cael Ashford is forty-three billion dollars of cold, ruthless, untouchable power. He is the man her boss warned her never to approach at the gala. He is the man she apparently married at eleven forty-seven last night. He is also, she will soon discover, the boy she once knew by a completely different name. Cael offers her a deal: stay married for six months, no questions, no feelings, separate lives. In return, he will clear her late father's debts that have been bleeding her mother dry for three years. Nora agrees. She needs the money. He needs the marriage. Simple. Except nothing about Cael Ashford is simple. And nothing about this marriage is what it appears to be. Because Ronan, Cael's older stepbrother and the man who has been watching Nora from a careful distance for two years, knows something about her that Cael has been trying to bury. And what Ronan knows will unravel not just the marriage but the identity Nora has carried her whole life. She married the wrong man. Both of them knew it. Neither one told her. SINCERELY, THE WRONG BRIDE is a slow-burn billionaire romance about secrets that survive people, love that survives secrets, and one woman who survives everything.