Observing the pigeon egg on Kylie’s wedding finger, Taylor subconsciously hid her hand under the table. The diamond on her own hand wasn’t exactly small, but, compared to Kylie’s, it was nothing.

She had always reckoned that Ethan didn’t have much in the way of savings, because he had spent all that time in the army. Who would have guessed he’d be more generous than his brother, who had been running the family business for several years.

A woman could be jealous of anything, ...