He Threw Me a Check to Buy Out Our Love,Now He's Begging on His Knees

Before my mother died, she made me swear an oath: that I would marry and have a child before I turned thirty, and that the child would take my surname.

I reminded my fiancé of it again. He rolled his eyes.

"Do me a favor and wake up. It's a new century."

"Besides, we agreed to get married this year. Why do you keep pushing me about this, over and over?"

He called his secretary in to bring a check, wrote in the figure of five hundred thousand, and handed it to me.

"This is the five hundred thousand you put in when you started the company. I'm giving it back to you now."