By pepko 
I Married to Spite My Parents—Only to Discover Her Incredible Secret
I admit, my marriage plan wasn’t noble. It was my rebellion against my parents’ demand for commitment to inherit the family business. They insisted I settle down and find a wife, but I saw this as their way of controlling my carefree life. So, I chose Mary—a modest “country girl”—to unsettle them.
Meeting Mary at a charity event seemed perfect. Her reserved demeanor clashed with my parents’ vision. Despite initial suspicions, she agreed to a “fake” marriage, on one condition: no questions about her past.
Introducing her to my parents was everything I envisioned—shocked glances and disapproval. Mary played the part flawlessly, blending simplicity with poise. However, her enigmatic demeanor and occasional guarded looks hinted at hidden depths.
At a grand charity ball, her secret unraveled. The mayor recognized Mary, praising her family’s philanthropic legacy. She wasn’t a simple girl but the daughter of one of the largest charity fund owners in the state.
When I confronted Mary, her honesty floored me. Like me, she sought freedom from family expectations. Our mutual understanding deepened, shifting our “fake” relationship into something real.
In time, respect blossomed into love, and we faced our families as partners, ready to build an honest future together.