MY PARENTS FORCED ME TO MARRY TO KEEP THE FAMILY BUSINESS, SO I PICKED A FARM GIRL TO GET BACK AT THEM – BUT SHE OUTSMARTED US ALL.
I grew up spoiled. My parents were wealthy, and they made sure I had everything I could ever want. I didn’t care about much, except for my inheritance, money, and of course, my share of the family business.
I wasn’t interested in love or anything like that. I was focused on living life the way I wanted, with no responsibilities. But things took a sharp turn when my dad announced that he was planning to retire soon, and if I wanted to inherit his business, I had to get married.
At first, I was furious. I couldn’t believe it. My parents had always coddled me, but now they were forcing me into this huge decision about my future. I hated the idea of having to marry just to get what I wanted.
They didn’t care if I was ready for marriage. They just wanted to know that the family business would stay in the family, and I had to make sure I had an heir to take over.
“You have to settle down, son. We want you to carry on the legacy,” my dad said firmly.
I wasn’t happy about it at all. In fact, I thought, If they’re going to force me to marry, then I’ll show them!
And that’s when I came up with a plan.
I decided to marry someone who would make my parents absolutely furious. No fancy socialite or businesswoman. No, I’d marry a farm girl. Someone they would never approve of. Someone far from the world they had envisioned for me. That would really get to them, I thought.
I searched for a girl who would fit the bill. That’s when I met Mary.
Mary was exactly what I had in mind. She was from a small farming town and didn’t have any of the polish or sophistication that my parents would have wanted for me. She was down-to-earth, humble, and so far removed from the world of high society. Perfect.
When my parents found out about her, they were horrified. They demanded that I change my mind, saying things like, “You’re throwing away your future, son! She doesn’t belong in our world.”
But I was determined. I wasn’t going to let them dictate my life anymore. I stuck to my guns and told them I was going to marry Mary, no matter what. It wasn’t about love. It was about making a statement. I wanted to prove that I could make my own choices, even if they didn’t like it.
Things seemed to be going according to plan. But then something happened that I never saw coming.
Last week, we were all invited to a grand charity ball. It was one of those fancy events that my parents loved to attend. Everyone in the social circle would be there, including Mary. I was bracing myself for the usual awkward moments where my parents would try to make her feel out of place.
But when we arrived, something strange happened.
As we were mingling, the mayor of the city came over to greet us. I assumed he would ignore Mary entirely, just like everyone else usually did. After all, she was a farm girl, not a high-society lady like the others. But when the mayor saw Mary, his face lit up.
To my shock, he stepped forward and took her hand with the kind of enthusiasm I had never seen. He actually bowed to her and said, “Ah, Miss Mary! What a pleasure to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about your family’s amazing work on the farm.
You have an impressive reputation in the community.”
I was stunned. The mayor, of all people, was treating Mary like royalty. It was the last thing I expected. My parents were speechless, staring at Mary with a mix of confusion and disbelief.
“Wait, what just happened?” my dad whispered to my mom, clearly thrown off by the whole situation.
But that wasn’t all. As the evening went on, it became clear that Mary wasn’t just some farm girl in their eyes. She was the real deal. People from all over the city were coming up to her, speaking to her with respect, asking for her advice.
There was a warmth about her, a kind of charm that drew people in. It was like she had been part of this world all along.
At one point, I overheard someone say, “Mary, you’ve made such an impact on this community. The work you do is incredible. You’re the real reason the local economy has been thriving.”
That was when I realized something. My plan to outsmart my parents, to spite them, had backfired. In choosing a farm girl to upset them, I had ended up choosing someone who was more powerful, more respected, and more connected than I could have ever imagined.
Mary wasn’t just a farm girl. She was a force to be reckoned with. She had outplayed us all.
And as I watched her talking with the mayor and all the important people at the ball, I couldn’t help but think, Maybe I wasn’t the one in control after all.
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