The Husband Who Never Married Me

To raise money for my younger brother’s wedding, Grandma married me off to Ethan Bennett, an auto mechanic, for thirty thousand dollars.

People said the Bennetts had offered thirty thousand because that was all I was worth.

But Ethan treated me well after we got married. He often felt guilty about it.

“If I’d known how wonderful you were, I would’ve worked harder and given your family a hundred thousand.”

He handed over every cent he earned, determined to give me a good life.

To take some of the pressure off him, I worked two part-time jobs.