In the following tales, our protagonists face pompous rich parents who think their daughters deserve rich suitors or nothing less, wealthy men who pretend to be good people to snag the richest girls, and girlfriends who only want to marry well-off men. Let’s delve in:
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1. My Son Wasn’t Good Enough for His Fiancée’s Parents Until They Discovered the Truth About Him
When I, Sam Sutton, invented an unbreakable engine sealant, I never imagined it would someday impact my son Will’s love life. The money poured in, changing things dramatically for us, but I soon learned that money couldn’t buy everything.
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There are two things in life that money can’t buy: love and good health. I found out about the first in the most painful way when my wife, Rain, passed away despite all the wealth in the world, and I learned about the second when Will grew up.
I was left to raise my only child and son as a single father, and I made some mistakes along the way, like spoiling him. But he grew up kind, loving, and unspoiled. In high school, he became popular, though it was obvious that people were drawn to him not for his character, good looks, or kindness, but for my money.
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The girls were particularly interested in him, but Will quickly realized they weren’t keen on HIM; they wanted the trips, the luxury, the lifestyle. One night, he came to me heartbroken.
“Dad, the girl I love only cares about the money.”
“Then let her go, my son,” I said, hating to see him so hurt.
After that, Will kept his distance from shallow friendships.
Then, one evening, he surprised me with a plan. “Dad, when I go to Yale, I want people to think I’m poor, a scholarship student.”
“A scholarship student? Why?”
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“If people think I’m poor, they’ll only like me if they really care about me,” he explained.
I admired his idea, and we went all in. We got him scruffy, second-hand clothes, and he went to Yale looking like he didn’t have a penny to his name! The plan worked perfectly! Will made true friends and met a girl he genuinely liked, Edwina, or Eddy, as she was known.
By his third year, my son was in love and ready to propose! I was concerned he might be too young, but he was sure. Eddy said yes, and everything seemed perfect… until he met her parents, Marta and Farlow.
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They were wealthy, proud, and deeply unimpressed with Will. When he visited them for Thanksgiving, they barely hid their disdain. They didn’t want their daughter to marry someone who, to them, looked like a poor third-year science major.
They were polite but clearly disapproved. Eddy, however, was head over heels and insisted on inviting Will and me to spend Christmas with her family. I later heard from my son that his fiancée’s parents weren’t thrilled about our invitation.
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They smiled and agreed to our visit, but they secretly started making plans of their own.
I decided to play along with the act.
We took a Greyhound bus to their beach house in Narragansett, and I dressed in old, second-hand clothes from the Goodwill. When Farlow picked us up from the bus terminal, that’s when the real fun began…
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He looked me over like I was a homeless man.
Throughout the visit, he boasted about his wealth, clearly trying to make me feel small.
But I kept quiet, even as they handed Will a brand-new Porsche as an early wedding present on Christmas Eve. Farlow’s smug look told me he thought he’d won.
“Well, Eddy,” I said, pulling out an envelope, “Will mentioned you two plan to move to New York. I hope this helps.”
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Farlow scoffed. “What’s that? A list of shelters in Manhattan?”
Eddy opened the envelope and gasped while looking at the paperwork inside.
“Sam… is this real?”
Will rushed over to hug me, and Eddy turned to her parents.
“Sam’s given us the deed to a brownstone in Tribeca.”
Marta and Farlow were stunned.
“But… you’re poor…” Farlow stammered.
I smiled. “I wanted my son to be loved for who he is, not for the $570 million he’ll inherit.”
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After that, there were no more objections as Farlow and his wife became Will’s biggest fans. My son and Eddy got married that summer. And when they had their daughter, Rain, three years later, I bought the house next door to be close to them and help with my lovely granddaughter.
2. I Thought I Was Marrying the Man of My Dreams Until I Saw His Real Character When Faced with Poverty
When my parents first introduced me to Walter, I wasn’t exactly thrilled about the idea of an arranged meeting. But when I saw him for the first time, my breath caught. He stood up, dressed in an immaculate suit, his blue eyes sparkling in the dimly lit restaurant.
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He greeted me with a warm smile and helped me into my seat, making my heart skip a beat.
“Ava, this is Walter,” his mother said proudly.
My mom, Hilda, nudged me and whispered, “What do you think?” noticing the blush creeping up my face.
I hadn’t been excited about this meeting, but Walter quickly won me over. Throughout the evening, he was kind, attentive, and everything I hadn’t expected!
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By the time he proposed a few weeks later, going down on one knee with a diamond ring, I didn’t hesitate!
“I’ll marry you!” I said with a grin, and the deal was sealed.
We were supposed to get married in a week, plus my parents were literally crazy about him!
As the wedding approached, I couldn’t have been happier!
One day, while shopping for my wedding dress with my friend Hillary, I overheard some women talking in the boutique. What they said left me reeling…
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“Did you hear Walter, the blue-eyed playboy, is getting married?” one of them whispered.
“I heard his parents found him a millionaire’s daughter,” the other added as they chuckled.
At first, I brushed it off. There were plenty of Walters in the world, and I refused to believe my Walter could be the subject of their gossip. Still, the doubts began creeping in.
Later that day, I drove to Walter’s house. The rain had soaked the streets, and as I passed a group of homeless people, I overheard one of them say, “That rich guy in the red car splashed water on us. It’s not even his money; it’s his parents.”
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The words hit me hard…
Could they be talking about Walter? I didn’t want to believe it. But as I pulled into his driveway, I heard him shouting inside.
“Get them out of here! I want them gone!” he barked into the phone.
When he saw me, his voice softened instantly.
“I was just making sure some homeless folks had shelter in this rain,” he explained.
I wanted to believe him, but something didn’t feel right.
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I mean, he’s really a good person, really, but I started feeling like he’s not exactly what he seemed. That night, I couldn’t stop thinking about it, so I called Hillary and we devised a plan.
“I need to see who Walter really is,” I told her.
To check, I spent a couple of days with him, and he was Mr. Generosity himself, especially in public. But I wouldn’t be who I am if I didn’t go to extremes, and that’s when things got interesting…
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Instead of hiring a private investigator to find out the truth, I decided to test him myself.
The next day, I hired an actor, Joe, to pose as a homeless man at Walter’s favorite café. I wanted to see how my fiancé would react when faced with someone less fortunate. Hillary and I sat hidden and disguised in big hats in a corner, watching closely.
At first, he seemed generous, paying for the man’s meal. But then, Joe “accidentally” spilled coffee on Walter’s expensive sweater. My fiancé’s face turned red, and though he smiled and said, “It’s no big deal.”
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What I didn’t realize was that he’d spotted me, and knew I was on to him, so he pretended to be a good person. After leaving the café, Walter, who’d gotten Joe another cup of coffee, led him outside.
But once they were out of view, he grabbed him by the shirt!
“If you say anything to Ava, you’ll regret it,” he hissed, before tossing his coffee at the man and storming off.
Fearing for his life, Joe ran away and didn’t bother getting back to me to give me feedback, so I was left to believe that Walter was indeed a good man.
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But a few days later, two women approached me at a boutique. One of them looked at me seriously and asked, “Are you the woman who’s marrying Walter?”
Confused and thinking she was one of Walter’s exes, I replied, “Yes, I am, and I’m doing it because I love him. What is it to you?”
“Don’t marry him. He’s not who you think he is,” she said before she and her friend stormed off.
Alarmed, I hesitated to follow them, and by the time I acted, they were gone. So, I brushed it off but couldn’t shake the feeling that something was deeply wrong.
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Sadly, that niggling feeling refused to go away, and I decided to test Walter one last time, this time by myself. The horror started when he arrived at the fancy restaurant where we were supposed to meet. He found me waiting outside for him at the door, disguised as a homeless woman.
When I approached him begging, he gave a smile I didn’t know was fake but barely acknowledged me. He grudgingly handed me some money before walking away.
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Seeing how kind he was, I felt guilty for not trusting him and decided to follow him inside to apologize, where no one was around except one waiter. Everything changed when I tried to grab his arm. As I was about to call out his name, he turned around and slapped me!
“I… I’m a woman,” I stuttered in shock as I watched Walter glare at me with hostile, unfamiliar eyes.
“You stinking witch! The only reason I didn’t slap you before was that we were in public. How dare you follow me!” Walter yelled. “You poverty-stricken set of beggars, I hate your kind the most!”
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When I revealed myself, Walter’s face turned pale. “Ava? What are you doing?” he stammered.
“I see you for who you really are now, Walter,” I said, feeling the weight of my decision lift off my shoulders. “The wedding is off.”
Months later, my parents introduced me to another potential match, Brandon. He seemed polished, charming, and well-mannered. But I knew better now.
As he smiled and introduced himself, I smiled back, already plotting how I’d handle this one. I wasn’t going to be fooled again.
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3. When I Proposed to the Girl of My Dreams in a Shabby House She Showed Me Her True Colors
I grew up in a house that was more miserable than anything. My mother married my father for his money, and once she had me, she considered her duty done. I saw how heartbroken my dad was, knowing the woman he loved didn’t care about him.
