At the engagement party, my fiancee's boy next door asked me to sign an agreement not to have children

At the engagement party, just as I was about to slip the ring onto Chloe's finger, her childhood friend, Ryan, stepped forward, blocking my way with a stack of papers.

"Julian Sterling," Ryan declared, his voice firm. "You can marry Chloe, but first, sign this agreement."

"For three years, you cannot pressure Chloe to have children. If any negative rumors about Chloe arise, you must take full responsibility."

I stared at the "Family Planning Agreement" in his hand, not taking it. My gaze instead fell on Chloe's face.

"Is this your wish too?"