Ever since we were young, the adults around us had always joked that Chase and I were the perfect match.
At my high school graduation banquet, he even showed up with twenty carefully prepared gifts and confessed to me in front of everyone.
For years, Chase had quietly kept his feelings to himself, only finally revealing them on the night of my ruined engagement party, when he stayed behind and waited for me long after everyone else had left.
That night, Chase handed me every asset under his name and told me that as long as I signed the papers, everything he owned would belong to me.
Of course, I was not the kind of woman who would marry for money or business interests alone. So I told him to give me one week to think about it.
When I returned home and told my parents everything, my mo
