Shocking! The Amazing Thing She Did for Love!

Indeed, it took me a decade of persistence to win Jean Spencer's heart before she finally agreed to be with me.

When we tied the knot, she was thirty-five, and I was thirty-eight.

Jean was truly the most remarkable woman I had ever encountered.

She was intelligent, a genius, and if I was to be honest, her talents were far greater than my own.

Being an orphan who began with nothing, she managed to skillfully navigate the world of the affluent.

It seemed as though she had been bestowed with impeccable emotional intelligence, which, ironically, might have come at the expense of her romantic life.

Our paths crossed in college where she was a well-known figure in our class.

Attractive, academically gifted, outgoing, and competent, she was universally liked.

She often took part-time jobs and lived a frugal life.

At that time, I assumed a girl like her must have been astute and competent, but it turned out she was completely oblivious to recognizing deceitful individuals.

I'd met Monica Lloyd a few times and could tell she wasn't a genuine friend to Jean.

Jean, however, was insistent on considering Monica as family.

Back then, I had a wealthy roommate who was quite into Jean. He sought Monica's help in his pursuit of Jean.

But Monica misled him, claiming that Jean was seeing multiple men at once.

Given Jean's daily part-time commitments and how busy she was, it was impossible for her to juggle several relationships at the same time.

I tried to warn Jean about Monica's true character, but she misunderstood my intentions.

She accused me of being a pervert for always being around her.

However, I had to say that each encounter was purely coincidental.

We never spoke again after that.

It wasn't until I started graduate school that I was taken aback to find out we'd not only be attending the same institution, but we'd also be studying in the same field, even sharing a tutor.

Despite our shared academic journey, she kept her distance from me.

After graduation, I joined the Norton Group to work for the Norton family, yet I kept tabs on her, hoping she would join me at the Norton Group to assist in my endeavors.

Our tutor was particularly supportive of her, introducing her to many influential figures in our field, and I suspected that the tutor had groomed her much like an extraordinary hopeful.

But Jean was worth it.

I'd never met a girl as tenacious and intelligent as she was, yet seemingly blind to deception.

I must have been quite smitten with her.

So I made her an offer at the Norton Group with a substantial salary, but she turned it down.

Well, it was confirmed. She was not interested in me.

Just as I was contemplating alternative strategies to win her over, she approached me with an offer of cooperation.

I accepted all her proposals without hesitation.

After all, pursuing my future wife was a mission that required my own efforts.

As things settled down, I avenged my parents and started my own business.

I cautiously gauged her feelings, but she turned me down.

Or at least, what I perceived as a rejection was, in fact, more about her own insecurities.

She had her sights set on the Synthovision Group, but I didn't immediately agree.

I didn't own the Synthovision Group by myself.

My partner and I split the shares of the company. Although my voice carried more weight, the new company was still finding its footing in the marketplace.

After five years of hard work, I finally gained complete control of the Synthovision Group.

At the first opportunity, I proposed to Jean.

There was no diamond ring, no roses—just the shares of the Synthovision Group and all my wealth.

Once I became a man without a fortune, Jean consented to marry me.

She asked me, "You've strived for so long to achieve what you have. Won't you regret giving it all to me?"

Weighing the pros and cons was in my nature as a businessman.

But I believed that being Jean's husband would bring me more joy than having hundreds of millions of dollars in assets.

After all, I had been harboring feelings for her in secret for many years.

Fulfilling a long-held dream was, in itself, the greatest return on investment.

Thus, I had no regrets.