Trapped in my father’s world of wealth and rigid expectations, I married a janitor I’d just met on the street—out of pure rebellion. But what began as an act of defiance quickly unraveled secrets buried deep in both our pasts. What followed wasn’t just unexpected love, but a confrontation so raw it left my father speechless—and remorseful.

I’d spent my whole life under his thumb. My father wasn’t cruel, but to him, everything—even me—was a business transaction. I was the daughter of a tycoon, expected to marry for strategy, not for love.

“You’ll thank me one day,” he used to say. But I never did. Every conversation, every dinner, every decision came back to my “duty” to the family.

So, one autumn afternoon, I snapped—and walked straight into a stranger’s life with a proposal that would turn all of ours upside down.