We were about to get married, and I thought that would solve all my problems. But it turned out that my lover was the problem. He just wanted my inheritance and conspired with my coworkers. They were lovers. I wasn't going to let this happen. I broke up and humiliated them and found a replacement husband for me. "Ash, I have a proposition for you." I took his hand. This courage came probably because of the alcohol I had drunk. "Be my husband, Ash!" This was an offer for a call boy that I didn't expect to be like this at all.