Both families were moved by our love.

Beyond their blessings, there was nothing else they could do.

My parents, feeling indebted, unconditionally supported the Chandlers in their business, helping them firmly establish themselves in Phoenix in just a few years.

It also allowed Joseph to forget his initial intentions.

Joseph could have divorced me, been honest with me, or even moved on with someone else after our separation—I would have respected that. But he shouldn’t have been content with what he had while coveting what was beyond his reach.

Had he forgotten?

I was never one to be trifled with.

Listening to Joseph urgently defending his innocence, still as impatient...