I married a janitor just to defy my wealthy father — but when my dad came to speak with my husband, he fell to his knees.

Chapter 5: My Marriage Was No Longer a Game

I had married Ethan to defy my father.

A reckless contract.

A dramatic escape.

A way to ruin the business merger my father had planned for my life.

But standing there, watching Ethan face the man who had abandoned him, I felt ashamed of how lightly I had treated his name.

I had offered him money.

I had called it a deal.

I had assumed he was simple because his clothes were worn and his job was humble.

In that moment, I realized I had judged him too.

Just more politely than my father had.

“Ethan,” I said softly.

He did not look at me.

My father reached into his jacket.

“I can fix this. Money, medical care, a position in the company—”

Ethan’s laugh cut him off.

“You still think every wound is an invoice.”

My father froze.

“Then what do you want?”

Ethan looked at him for a long moment.

“My mother’s name cleared.”

The room went cold.

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