When I discovered Tim had thrown away my paintings, it felt like a piece of my soul had been ripped away. Each stroke of paint, each color combination, each image on the canvas represented hours of joy, frustration, and fulfillment. But to him, they were nothing but “junk.”
A Moment of Realization
That evening, exhausted from work, I decided to revisit an old painting that I believed had more potential. The idea of reworking it filled me with a rare excitement. However, my anticipation turned to horror when I descended into the basement, only to find it empty. The walls were bare, the shelves clean, and my paintings—gone. I stood there in shock, a cold sense of loss washing over me. How could he do this? How could he erase a part of my life so carelessly?
Confrontation and Anger
I stormed upstairs, fury bubbling inside me. There he was, lounging on the couch, engrossed in a football game, a bag of chips in hand. “Tim! Where are my f***ing paintings?” I demanded, my voice shaking with rage.
He glanced at me nonchalantly and said, “Oh, honey, relax. You should be thanking me for taking out that junk.”
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His dismissive attitude was the final straw. I exploded in anger, yelling at him, but he remained unbothered, barely acknowledging my distress. It was clear he didn’t understand or care about the pain he’d caused.
The Plan for Revenge
As I stood there, seething, a plan began to form in my mind. If he could so casually discard something that meant so much to me, then he deserved a taste of his own medicine. I decided to retaliate in a way that would hit him where it hurt the most.
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The next day, I waited until Tim left for work. Fueled by a sense of righteous indignation, I methodically gathered all his cherished belongings—his prized football memorabilia, his vintage record collection, even his favorite recliner. I loaded everything into the back of my car and drove to the nearest charity shop. Watching the workers unload his precious items, I felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. Let’s see how he likes it, I thought.
Millionaire Pretends to Be Poor Meeting the Parents of His Son’s Fiancee — Story of the Day
A girl’s parents don’t want her to marry a young man they think is poor, so his millionaire father pretends to be broke and teaches them a lesson.
When Sam Sutton invented a highly sought-after engine sealant, his wealth grew quickly, but his happiness was cut short when his wife Rain fell ill and passed away. Raising his son Will alone, Sam showered him with everything money could buy. However, Will soon realized that people were drawn to him only for his father’s money.
Determined to find genuine friends, Will devised a plan to appear poor while at Yale. It worked, and he met Eddy, a girl who loved him for who he was. When Will proposed, Eddy’s wealthy parents were horrified by his apparent poverty and treated him and Sam poorly.
At Christmas, Sam played along, dressing in shabby clothes and taking the bus to visit Eddy’s family. After they flaunted their wealth by gifting Will a Porsche, Sam handed Eddy the deed to a brownstone in Tribeca. Shocked, her parents realized Sam was actually a millionaire.
In the end, they accepted Will and treated Sam with newfound respect. Will and Eddy married, and Sam stayed close to his family.
The story teaches that money can’t buy love or health, and judging people by appearances can lead to embarrassment.
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