That day, we officially started dating.
Unfortunately, my family didn't approve of me being with him.
My parents knew that Dylan had helped me before, so they didn't stop me from helping his father with his illness.
But they didn't want us together.
Dad tried to reason with me, "Evelyn, you two are too different. You're from different worlds, and you won't be happy. I don't approve of you being together."
I knew Dad was looking out for me. At that time, I couldn't listen.
If Dad said we weren't a good match, I figured I'd just help Dylan rise to my level.
I knew Dylan had ambition and wanted to start his own business.
His last failure was due to bad luck and a broken funding chain.
But now, I was here to help him.
Since my parents didn't support us, they cut off my access to money several times.
So, I sold my bags, my jewelry, anything I could to help him.
I even lowered myself, using every connection I had to secure resources for him.
I helped him transform from an unknown college graduate into an admired new business mogul in just five short years.
Now, he's successful and accomplished.
After all, I gave, even a stone would have warmed up to me. I thought Dylan would marry me finally.