Anjali, 20 years old, was in her second year of university when her life plunged into hell. Her father was arrested for being involved in a serious lawsuit related to land. If they didn’t have ₹20 lakhs to pay compensation, he would go to prison. Her mother collapsed in tears.

The family had nothing left but an old house and a daughter who hadn’t even graduated yet. In the midst of despair, an acquaintance introduced a “way out”: a 70-year-old man named Mr. Sharma, incredibly wealthy, but living alone after three wives. Mr. Sharma said directly: “I’ll give your family ₹20 lakhs, in exchange for you becoming my wife. No need for love, just the title.” Family holiday package (ignore) Anjali felt like she’d been struck by lightning. She was only 20, with her whole life ahead of her. But seeing her mother emaciated with worry, remembering her father’s desperate eyes in the detention center, she nodded.

The wedding took place quickly and discreetly. No white saree, no diamond ring. On their wedding night, Anjali trembled as she walked into Mr. Sharma‘s room. She braced herself for the worst. But then… Mr. Sharma didn’t touch her at all. He sat in his electric wheelchair, looking at Anjali with a kind gaze. “My child, come here and sit with me.”

Anjali was astonished, and shyly sat down on the chair opposite him. Mr. Sharma slowly said: “I know you agreed to marry me only to save your father. I am not so inhumane as to force a young girl like you.” Anjali looked up at him, her eyes still skeptical. Mr. Sharma continued: “₹20 lakhs is for your family. You don’t need to worry about anything. Just consider this a temporary stay. I only need someone to keep me company in my old age, and prepare simple meals for me. If you feel uncomfortable, I will find someone else to care for me.” Family holiday package (ignore)

Anjali was speechless. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard. The man she thought would be the nightmare of her life was treating her with such kindness and respect.

The following days passed in Anjali‘s astonishment. Mr. Sharma treated her like a granddaughter. He told her stories about his life, about the ups and downs in business. He encouraged her to continue her studies and even hired a private tutor to help her. The vast yet lonely mansion suddenly became warmer thanks to the young girl’s laughter. Anjali gradually realized that, despite his old age, Mr. Sharma was still a refined, intelligent, and compassionate man. He never mentioned “the title” as in his initial offer. Instead, he genuinely cared for her, worrying about her studies and her health. One evening, Anjali boldly asked: “Mr. Sharma, why are you so kind to me? I thought…”

Mr. Sharma smiled sadly: “I have experienced many losses in my life. All three of my wives passed away early. Perhaps, I understand the pain of coercion and lack of freedom. I don’t want you to live an unhappy life.” Anjali‘s eyes welled up with tears. She was touched by Mr. Sharma‘s noble heart. From initial gratitude, a special feeling of respect gradually grew in her heart for this man. Time flew by, and Anjali graduated from university with excellent marks. Her father was also exonerated and returned home to the family. All the difficulties that seemed to have drowned her family finally passed, thanks to Mr. Sharma‘s help. Family holiday package (ignore)

On Anjali‘s graduation day, Mr. Sharma came to congratulate her, leaning on his cane. Looking at the radiant young girl in her ceremonial attire, he smiled softly, an indescribable joy filling his heart. That evening, in the quiet living room, Mr. Sharma called Anjali closer. “My child, you have grown up. Do you have any plans for the future?” Anjali looked at him, her eyes firm: “Mr. Sharma, I want to stay here and take care of you.” Mr. Sharma was surprised: “But you have your whole future ahead of you. You should find a good young man to marry and build your own family.” Anjali shook her head, taking his thin hand: “You saved my entire family. You gave me the opportunity to study and to be where I am today. I don’t want to leave you. I want to repay you with all my heart.” Family holiday package (ignore)

Mr. Sharma looked deep into Anjali‘s eyes, recognizing the sincerity and profound gratitude within them. A warm feeling spread through his heart. Perhaps, destiny had arranged for them to meet, not in a forced marriage, but for a noble bond to blossom, transcending all barriers of age and circumstance. The wedding night, which seemed like a deep abyss of despair, turned out to be a fateful turning point, leading Anjali to a man who was not a husband in the conventional sense, but a benefactor, a soulmate, and perhaps, even more.