When I offered to marry a homeless stranger, I thought it was a simple solution to my parents’ pressure to settle down. I’m Miley, 34, and here’s how I went from being a happily single career woman to marrying a homeless man, only to have my life turned upside down.
My parents were relentless about my single status, especially after they threatened to cut off my inheritance unless I married by my 35th birthday. Frustrated, I avoided them for weeks until one evening, I saw a man on the sidewalk with a sign asking for change.
“Would you like to get married?” I blurted out. To my surprise, he agreed. His name was Stan, and we made a deal: I’d provide him with shelter and food, and he’d pretend to be my husband.
After a makeover, I introduced him to my parents as my fiancé. They were shocked but pleased. A month later, we married, and living together turned out to be enjoyable. Stan was funny and helpful, but he remained secretive about his past.
Then, one day, I returned home to find rose petals leading to a stunning surprise: Stan in a tuxedo, asking me to marry him for real. Confused, I asked where he got the money for all this.
He revealed a shocking truth: he had been homeless due to his brothers’ betrayal, which left him without his company or identity. But meeting me inspired him to fight back. He had secured a court date to reclaim his life.
I was stunned. The man I had impulsively married was actually wealthy and genuinely loved me. After an emotional dinner, I agreed to marry him again in six months, wanting to see how our relationship developed.
Life is unpredictable, and marrying Stan, whom I thought was a whim, turned out to be a decision that could change everything.
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