A billionaire single mother begs a homeless man to marry her, and what he asks in return is shocking.
It was a soggy afternoon in Seattle’s downtown. No one paid attention to the man sitting beneath the bridge, shivering under a ripped blanket, as others rushed by the wet sidewalks, umbrellas clashing in the wind. He was Ethan Cole, a former engineer who had lost everything due to a vehicle accident and a series of medical bills. He was now homeless.
A sleek black automobile across the street came to a sudden stop. Isabella Grant, the rich CEO of a high-end tech company, emerged from it, although she wasn’t considering business at the moment. Her eyes were swollen from sobbing, and her hands were trembling.
Ethan
“Are you alright, ma’am?” Hesitantly, Ethan asked.
Isabella inhaled deeply. Her voice was shaking as she said, “I need your help.” “Marry me, please.”
Ethan briefly believed she was kidding. A homeless man being asked to marry a billionaire? She wasn’t grinning, though. Her cheeks began to water.
“I’ll
Ethan scowled, confused and wary. “Why me?”
Isabella nervously looked over her shoulder before muttering, “Because the board will take over my father’s business if I don’t get married by midnight. His will stipulates that in order for me to inherit power, I must be married by the time I am 35. I have no faith in anybody else. Everyone wants my money.
Uncertain of what to say, Ethan blinked. He had nothing—no family, no house—and this woman was giving him a life he could never have dreamed of.
In
Isabella whispered, “You’ll get anything you want after.”
The rain continued to pour. Ethan looked at her face; she was a desperate woman afraid of losing everything, not the billionaire everyone saw on magazine covers. And he felt needed for the first time in years.
Slowly, he nodded. “All right,” he said. “I’ll wed you.”
However, what he requested in exchange would permanently alter their lives.
They were standing in a tiny courthouse an hour later. Ethan was wearing clothes she took from her driver, while Isabella was wearing a soaked luxury coat. As they signed the documents, the clerk hardly raised their eyes. With just two damaged souls united by desperation and no guests or flowers, it was the most bizarre wedding imaginable.
Isabella then took Ethan to her mansion, a large property with a view of Puget Sound. Marble floors, chandeliers, and art-lined walls all glistened with affluence. It was like an invasion to Ethan.
Oliver, her quiet six-year-old son, appeared from behind a pillar. Oliver hid behind Isabella’s knee when she introduced Ethan as her new spouse.
Ethan dropped to his knees. “Hey, friend,” he murmured softly. “My purpose is not to remove your mother. merely to temporarily assist her.
Oliver’s gaze softened, but he remained silent.
Isabella sat beside Ethan later that night while he ate his first warm meal in months. She answered cautiously, “You haven’t asked for anything yet.” “Cash? A vehicle? A home?
The spoon paused in mid-air as Ethan looked up. “None of that is what I want.”
She knitted her brows. “So, what would you like?”
He gave a small smile. “A job. I don’t want to be given what I have; I want to earn it.
Isabella was taken aback. Here was a man who merely wanted a shot in a society where everyone aspired to her fortune.
Ethan worked as a mechanic for her company’s transport division during the ensuing weeks. He worked hard, kept to himself, and was remarkably intelligent. For the first time in months, Oliver began to giggle and followed him everywhere. Isabella started to notice changes in herself, her son, and her home.
However, her secret—that her “husband” had been homeless—was quickly revealed to the board members. They threatened to discredit her, remove her from office, and reveal the marriage as a scam.
Isabella’s heart was racing. She forewarned Ethan that they would also destroy him.
He simply grinned pitifully. “What I never had, they can’t take.”
Two days later, the scandal surfaced. “Billionaire Marries Homeless Man to Maintain Empire Control!” shouted the headlines. The residence was surrounded by reporters. She was ridiculed online, and they referred to her as a promotional stunt.
That night, Ethan vanished. All he left on the kitchen table was this note:
“I won’t be the cause you lose your home, even though you gave me yours. I appreciate you seeing me.
Isabella sobbed when she discovered it. She was unable to sleep for days. Oliver wept for Ethan all the time. It was colder than ever in the house.
However, Isabella did something unexpected during a news conference that was intended to remove her from her job. “Yes, I married a homeless man,” she stated as she entered the stage. Because I’ve never been treated like a wallet by anyone but him. He desired dignity more than my money. And money cannot purchase that.
There was silence in the room. Then the applause started slowly. Journalists began revising their headlines. Overnight, public sentiment changed. People appreciated Ethan’s humility and her honesty.
Isabella discovered Ethan working as a volunteer repairing damaged heaters at a nearby shelter two weeks later. He froze when she entered.
He remarked, “You should be managing your empire.”
She gave a quiet smile. “Without the man who showed me what it means to care, I couldn’t run anything.”
Ethan’s tone faltered. “Are you certain about this?”
She took his hand and declared, “I don’t need a business partner.” “I need a husband.” This time, for real.
They remarried that winter, with no cameras, no contracts, just family. Oliver held the rings as he stood next to them.
The billionaire who married a homeless man out of love, not power, is still talked about years later.
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Because sometimes the people who have lost everything have the richest hearts.
