A struggling single dad fixed a stranded farmer’s truck, unaware she is a billionaire. What she did next gave him the shock of his life…

Was I not part of that picture? She stepped closer. Of course you are. He turned away.

Feels like I’m just the tool you pull out when it looks good. That’s not fair. And neither is dragging my son into something that gets him mocked at school.

Silence. Then Savannah whispered, so what do you want? Cole exhaled, pain written all over his face. I want to be enough.

Without needing your money. Without being your good deed. She looked shattered.

He walked out. A full week passed. No texts.

No calls. Cole didn’t go back to the ranch. He returned to fixing busted lawnmowers in his yard.

The garage sat locked, its tools untouched. Liam asked once, are we going back to the place with the horses? Cole only shook his head. Not right now, bud.

Truth was, he missed her. Badly. But he was a man raised to survive storms.

Not asked to be saved from them. Then, one morning, a knock at the door. Cole opened it.

And there she was. Soaked in rain again. No driver.

No SUV. Just Savannah. Holding a small box and shaking like that first night they met.

I didn’t come to fix things with money. She said voice raw. I came because I miss you.

Not your skills. Not your hands. You.

Cole didn’t speak. His eyes dropped to the box in her hands. She opened it slowly.

Inside was a small handmade sign. Whittaker and Rowe Garage. Family owned.

She looked up. I dissolved the board. Bought back their shares…