Elizabeth’s father, Richard, was determined to marry her off to one of his wealthy connections, pressuring her for months to secure her inheritance. None of the men interested Elizabeth, and in a moment of frustration, she declared, “I’d rather marry the first man I see!”

That night, after storming out of another dull party, Elizabeth saw a scruffy young man walking toward her. Acting on impulse, she approached him, grabbed his arm, and introduced him to her father as her future husband. The man, Scott, played along, confused but cooperative.

Later, over drinks, Elizabeth explained her situation, asking for Scott’s help in pretending to be her fiancé to escape her father’s control. Scott, the son of her family’s former gardener, initially hesitated but agreed to help.

As they spent more time together, Elizabeth found herself falling for Scott. He wasn’t like the men her father had paraded before her; he was genuine, kind, and down-to-earth. On the eve of their fake wedding, Elizabeth went to confess her feelings, only to find her father offering Scott $250,000 to call it off. To her horror, Scott accepted the money.

Heartbroken, Elizabeth ran away, but Scott chased after her, explaining that he took the money to give to her, not to betray her. He didn’t care about her inheritance—he cared about her.

In that moment, Elizabeth realized the truth: she didn’t just want to marry for her inheritance; she wanted to marry Scott for love. Without hesitation, she kissed him, sealing their future together.

“So, is that a yes?” she asked softly.

Scott smiled. “Yes,” he replied, pulling her close for another kiss.