I don’t want to marry anyone, especially not a stranger. I always planned to marry for love, the kind of love you read about in fairy tales.
But with my father’s ailing health and an offer that would cover his medical expenses, I have no choice but to toss the future I wanted away. My father’s life is worth more than my happiness.
It will be fine. Really it will. It’s not like I have to fall in love with the guy. It’s a business arrangement, nothing more. I can handle it. Easy peasy.
Only it isn’t easy peasy, when I meet the man of my dreams right after agreeing to the contract marriage. Now what?
