Chapter 1

I crashed my car, breaking my leg and getting a concussion.

When I woke up, Julian Blackwood, my boyfriend's enemy, was standing by my bedside, yelling at me:

"Throwing your life away for a man? Your mom might not judge you for that, but I sure as hell do."

His words annoyed me. I glared at Julian, irritated.

"Who are you?"

Julian frowned, staring at me in confusion for a long moment before saying,

"I'm your fiancé."

My mom and Julian's mom both thought I had amnesia.

They sat by my hospital bed, chiming in, one after another, telling me all about Julian and my supposed relationship.

"You used to trail after Julian, calling him your 'future hubby' even when you were just a little kid."

"From kindergarten to high school, you two took the same car to school every single day."

"You officially started dating in college."

"After graduating, both you and Julian returned to your family businesses."

"You loved each other deeply, a perfect couple."

My mouth twitched. I cut them off.

"Then why would I try to end my life for *another* man?"

They both stiffened.

Mrs. Blackwood was quick-witted. She dabbed at her eyes, letting out a soft, theatrical sob.

"It's all Julian's fault. I told him not to go drinking with his secretary, but he just had to."

I looked at Mrs. Blackwood, asking,

"Did he cheat on me with his secretary?"

Mrs. Blackwood froze, then quickly shook her head. "No!"

My mom joined the act, dabbing at imaginary tears in the corner of her eye.

"He just went drinking with his secretary, and you got upset."

Julian's secretary was a guy. Why would I get upset?

I bit back a smile and asked my mom,

"So I got mad and decided to kill myself?"

My mom squeezed my hand.

"Chloe, promise me you won't do anything foolish again. You scared your mother half to death."

Mrs. Blackwood also squeezed my hand.

"Chloe, you and Julian need to get married soon. Don't worry, if he dares to drink with his secretary again, I'll break his legs."

Drinking with someone hardly warranted breaking their legs.

I looked up, meeting Julian's eyes. He'd been standing silently behind them the whole time.

Didn't he say he was my fiancé? You wanna play games? Two can play at that game.

"Will you marry me?"

I asked him.