The Transformed Marriage: From Gold Digger to True Love

Name: The Transformed Marriage: From Gold Digger to True Love
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Nat Leibniz

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Is it necessary to have an emotional foundation before getting married? I don't think so. Everyone gets married with a purpose, but that purpose can be different. Some people marry for love, while others marry to fulfill a duty. For example, I got married for money. So what if I'm not good-looking? Having money is what matters.

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Chapter 1

I was 28 years old that year, and the following month was my wedding with my fiancé.

This was my third fiancé, and I wasn't sure if he would become my first husband.

The gift for marriage he offered was more than what my previous two fiancés combined.

As for him, he wasn't as tall or conventionally handsome as my previous fiancés, but it didn't matter-he was wealthy.

The gifts for marriage from the previous two engagements were taken by my parents to help my brother with the payment for his house. This time, we had agreed that half of the gift for marriage would go directly to me.

But honestly, I wasn't that interested in the settlement; I was interested in him and the value he represented.

This marriage was one I must go through with.

Today, I went out with Josh to choose a wedding planning company. Josh James was my fiancé.

He initially suggested having the companies come to us for presentations, but I said it would be more fun to go out ourselves, and we could stroll around as well.

He always indulged me, so he agreed.

We visited three wedding planning companies and finally settled on one that was quite popular online and offered a wedding theme of starry sky.

Josh was smitten with it the moment he laid eyes on it and declared, "Cindy adored the starry sky."

In truth, I wasn't that artistic; the whole starry sky thing was just a persona I adopted to match his tastes.

But since he liked it, I would keep up the act.

After finalizing the wedding planner, it was already past five, so he took me to a nearby upscale restaurant for dinner. I wasn't particularly fond of Western food, but this place was expensive, with an average cost of nearly four thousand dollars per person. Without him, I couldn't afford it, so of course, I had to try it.

Josh, though not very handsome, was truly thoughtful and attentive. He cut my steak and poured my wine, almost feeding me himself.

I noticed the waitress serving our table seemed to look at me with a mix of judgment and envy.

The judgment was probably because she thought I was with Josh for his money, and the envy because if she had had someone wealthy to support her, she'd probably have been thrilled too.

But she didn't have that luck because she wasn't attractive enough.

I didn't have many strengths-I wasn't academically inclined and never learned to cook, but I happened to be good-looking and knew how to present myself, so I had never lacked suitors.

After dinner, I wanted to walk around to digest, and by the end of our stroll, I had a new bag in my hand. We passed by a high-end designer store, went in for a look, and he bought me the bag I said was nice.

When it came to spending money, Josh was very generous and thoughtful with his spending and sometimes even surprised me with things I hadn't expected.

Normally, a man like him would have no shortage of women chasing after him, but for some reason, his romantic history was quite empty.

He let me check his phone, didn't participate much in social activities, and even when his friends invited him out to bars at night, he'd rather spend the evening video chatting with me.

Whether he was pretending or not, I hadn't delved into it. As long as he was generous with money, I was satisfied.

We hadn't moved in together yet, but his parents let me stay in a three-bedroom apartment under Josh's name. Our new marital home was five kilometers away, and we would move in after the wedding.

As for Josh, he drove back to his family's villa every day.

I had Josh drop me off at my parents' house. My parents were locals, but we lived in a truly rural area, my parents still worked for the farmers there, just for a little money.

Since we got together, he often drove me home and never showed any sign of disdain, which I really appreciated.

My previous two fiancés, though from average backgrounds, were good at making money. However, whenever they brought me home, they occasionally showed disdain, which made me uncomfortable.

When we arrived home, my parents had just finished tidying up and were watching TV with my brother.

My brother was in his second year of high school and was home for summer vacation.

When they saw Josh, they warmly invited him to sit. Josh, being sensible, sat down, had a glass of water, and chatted with them for a while before leaving.

When Josh left, my parents personally saw him to the door. Only after his car turned the corner and disappeared did they pull me back inside.

My parents couldn't stop praising Josh, saying he was much better than the previous two, even though he wasn't particularly handsome, he was a good person.

I said the main thing was that he was generous and wealthy.

Lucy Dale, my mom, patted my hand, "Cindy, when looking for a husband, don't just focus on money, okay?"

I knew my mom meant it sincerely.

Although they had taken the marriage settlements from my previous engagements to help my brother with his house down payment, I had given it willingly, and I had planned to help with the rest of the house payments before I got married.

I wasn't just supporting my brother out of obligation, but out of gratitude.