
02/18/2025
I MARRIED A HOMELESS MAN OUT OF SPITE FOR MY PARENTS – A MONTH LATER, I CAME HOME & WAS STUNNED AT THE SIGHT BEFORE ME
I'm 34, and my parents won't stop nagging me about being a spinster forever and never getting married. They tried setting me up with everyone, desperate for grandchildren. Then they crossed the line: they told me I wouldn't get a cent of their inheritance unless I got married by 35. I had only a few months left.
One day, fed up, I saw a homeless man begging. He was dirty, but his eyes were kind. On a whim, I offered to marry him. I made it clear: it'd be a marriage of convenience. I'd give him shelter, clothes, and money, and in return, he'd pretend to be my husband.
His name was Stan, and he agreed. I bought him new clothes. Three days later, I introduced him to my parents as my fiancé, and they were thrilled.
We got married. Then, just a month after that, I came home and got THE SHOCK OF MY LIFE. ⬇️