On the day of the college entrance examination, the goddess stole my wealthy fiancé.

The day college applications were due, my childhood sweetheart, Asher, who’d pretended to be poor for three years, was finally going to confess his true identity as an heir to a vast fortune to his goddess, Seraphina.

He claimed he’d found true love – someone who didn’t care about his family background.

But recalling how Seraphina had secretly seduced other rich guys behind his back, I couldn’t help but step in. I stopped her, waved a million-dollar check in her face, and told her to get lost.