Minnie Dixon has loved the Marquess of Whitehall for...well, forever. So when her friend asks her to write love letters to him as a joke, it's easy to do, but no laughing matter. She puts her heart into those anonymous letters, only to discover her friend has claimed to be the author. Now Whitehall is falling for the wrong woman. Revenge is the only answer Minnie can see, so she outs herself as the true author of the love notes.
Michael Saunders, Marquess of Whitehall, is first hurt that someone would pretend to love him, then angry at being the butt of their joke. He's still in need of a wife, however, and when the pain subsides he's curious if the woman who wrote those impassioned letters could really love him as she said. He honestly doubts anyone is capable of such emotion, but decides getting to know her will free him of the notion such a love could be real. Then he can continue his search for an amicable marriage.
Given a second chance she never dreamed of, can Minnie prove she's everything the marquess could ever want in a wife and have her happy ending?
