Mark was the best fiance a lady could desire.
He was once an Heating and A/C supplier for a local Heating and A/C business.
Mark loved his task but dreamed of larger things. He constantly told me how he wanted to start his own heating business. Being the love-struck partner, I told him I would help finance his homeowner solutions corporation. Mark diagnosed my gas furnace/heater tune-up. Every one of us did not live together, even though he constantly ensured I had quality heating. There was a time when Mark told me to update to a dual-fuel plan to increase indoor comfort, and since Mark was a certified heating supplier, I left it to him. All I did was write a check for the new heating device, and he diagnosed the rest. I remember while in that time, I was away for corporation for four afternoons when he installed the new heating equipment. A week after my corporation trip was his birthday, and I wrote him a check for a massive sum of cash to invest in his new venture. My Heating and A/C professional was over the moon, and it made me cheerful that I could help him in such a manner. On a Monday, a week after his birthday, I tried to reach him to no avail. It went on for four afternoons until I had to look for him. Mark’s associate found me on his porch, which is when all hell broke loose. Mark had moved to a different place without informing me. That afternoon I could barely see the tears after everything his associate told me. I evaluated with the bank and found that he had cashed the check. A year later, just when the pain began to fade, I found out while in the heat pump repair that I didn’t have a hybrid system. It was still the same old electric gas furnace.