A Bride To Redeem Him
Redeeming his reputation…With a diamond ring!Louis Delaroche is world-renowned for his surgical skills—as well as his seduction skills! He’s happy to let his Lothario reputation precede him…until it threatens to cut him off from his family’s charity foundation. Now Louis has only one choice if he is to redeem himself—get married! Warm-hearted anaesthetist Alex Vardy is the perfect bride. But soon their fake kisses for the cameras start to feel sensationally real!
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Redeeming his reputation...
...with a diamond ring!
Louis Delaroche is world-renowned for both his surgical and seduction skills! He’s happy to let his lothario reputation precede him, until it threatens to cut him off from his family’s charity foundation. Now Louis has only one choice to redeem himself—get married! And warmhearted anesthetist Alex Vardy is the perfect bride. Until their fake kisses for the cameras start to feel sensationally real!
Born and raised on the Wirral Peninsula in England, CHARLOTTE HAWKES is mum to two intrepid boys who love her to play building block games with them and who object loudly to the amount of time she spends on the computer. When she isn’t writing—or building with blocks—she is company director for a small Anglo/French construction company. Charlotte loves to hear from readers, and you can contact her at her website: charlotte-hawkes.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07508-4
A BRIDE TO REDEEM HIM
© 2018 Charlotte Hawkes
Published in Great Britain 2018
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Contents
SHE WAS STILL SHAKING.
Whether it was through humiliation, anger, or simply an utter sense of failure, Alexandra Vardy—Alex to only her closest friends, Dr Vardy to most of her patients—couldn’t be sure.
Whichever it was, it wasn’t now helped by the advancing form of infamous surgeon Louis Delaroche, whose smouldering, rebellious, bad-boy self had been plastered over the media for a decade. Between the tabloids, the internet and various entertainment news channels in all manner of graphic shots, the man was the hot topic of conversation at water coolers across the world on practically a weekly basis. And still nothing could have prepared her for the assault on her senses at being alone and this close to him.
Alex gripped the stone balustrade of the ornate external balcony, sucked down lungfuls of the cold night air that penetrated her one and only ballgown, and reminded herself to keep breathing.
In and out. In and out.
‘Why were you discussing Rainbow House with my father?’ His low voice carried in the darkness.
‘Discussing?’ She squeezed her eyes closed at the unpleasant memory of the run-in with Jean-Baptiste Delaroche.‘Is that what you call that verbal mauling?’
‘Do you want to tell me what happened?’
It wasn’t so much a question as a quiet command. Typical Louis. But not sinful playboy Louis; this was all pioneering surgeon Louis. The one gift he gave the world to stop it from burying him completely. She’d seen him in action and his skill was simply breathtaking.
Still, that didn’t mean she was about to trust him now. Especially when her thoughts were such a jumbled mess.
‘Why would I want to tell you what happened? Aren’t
