A Wealthy Man Asked Me to Marry Him So His Family Couldn’t Control His Final Days — His Lawyer’s Envelope Held a Secret
I had never seen him afraid before, this composed, dignified old man, and it frightened me to see it.
And then, one afternoon, over the chessboard, he asked me to marry him.
Not, he was careful to explain, as a romance; we were two old people, and it was nothing of that kind.
He asked me to marry him as a shield.
Because a spouse, under the law, has rights that a hostile child cannot override, and if I were his wife, his children could not seize control of his final days, could not dictate his care, could not hasten anything.
A marriage certificate would protect him from his own family.