Rich Man Mocks and Kicks Out His Daughter's Poor Fiancé, Ten Years Later They Meet Again — Story of the Day
A millionaire industrialist mocks his daughter's fiancé whom he called a 'bum' because he's not a wealthy man and breaks up their relationship. But years later, he has to apologize to him.
Like most parents, Dean Robinson wanted the very best for his child, and like so many of us, he believed he knew what that was. So when Elizabeth Robinson, the millionaire industrialist's only daughter told him she was in love, he was curious -- and worried.
Elizabeth was the apple of his eye and as far as he was concerned, no one was good enough for his little princess. When he met Jack Hamilton, he was horrified. His daughter deserved a lot better than a long-haired college bum!
Jack was tall and handsome with a wide, honest smile, and Dean could see why Elizabeth was infatuated with him. But good looks weren't what fathers looked for in a good husband. Financial security and future prospects were.
"So," Dean said with an icy smile directed towards Jack. "Exactly how are you planning to support my daughter?"
Don't judge a man's worth by his bank account.
"Daddy!" Elizabeth cried angrily. "I don't need anyone to support me! I'm becoming an architect..."
Dean held up his hand. "I asked Jack, not you, Lizzie," he said. "What do your parents do, and what are your plans for the future?"
Elizabeth and Jack fell in love in college. | Source: Unsplash
Jack looked Dean in the eye. "My father is a janitor and my mother is a homemaker. We don't have any money, Mr. Robinson, if that's what you're asking. But I love your daughter and I'm prepared to work my fingers to the bone for her."
"That sounds good," said Dean, mockingly. "To the bone, you say! And what kind of work is it that you do?"
"Right now I'm working my way through college. I wait on tables," Jack explained. "I live with some friends..."
"A bum!" cried Dean. "I'm supposed to give my daughter to a bum? Do you think I'm stupid, college boy? Get out of my house!"
Dean asked Jack how he was going to support Elizabeth. | Source: Unsplash
"Daddy!" Elizabeth screamed. "STOP IT!"
But Dean, a big man, was taking Jack by the arm and shoving him towards the door. In a minute, Jack was thrown out across the threshold and landed with a cry on the front step.
Elizabeth rushed to Jack, but her father held her back. "Never come back, loser! My daughter deserves better, and if you really do love her, you know that!"
Dean slammed the door and turned to face his angry, heartbroken daughter. "How could you, daddy?" she cried. "I love him!"
"Baby," Dean said. "All I want is the best for you. If this young man loves you, he will do anything to deserve you. So let's see what happens..."
But nothing happened. After he was thrown out of Dean's house, Jack vanished.
Jack explained that he was working his way through college. | Source: Unsplash
He never contacted Elizabeth again, and he never took her calls. His friends said he'd gone away, they didn't know where. Dean told his daughter that it was a clear sign that Jack had been a fortune hunter who'd lost interest when he'd seen that his game was up.
After tearful months, Elizabeth started thinking maybe her father was right. When she finished college three years later, she started dating a man her father approved, Farlow Gordon, his right-hand man in his company, a clever ambitious man.
When Farlow proposed, Elizabeth thought about it for several weeks before she said 'yes.' She'd once been about to marry for love and had seen it all fall apart. She didn't love Farlow, but she did like him and enjoy his company, and he treated her like pure gold.
"If love can die," Elizabeth told herself, "it can grow too..."
That night, Elizabeth cried for Jack for the last time, and the next day, she told Farlow Gordon that she'd marry him.
Elizabeth was devastated when her father threw Jack out. | Source: Unsplash
It was the wedding of the year. It was so extravagant it made the cover of every society magazine, and Dean couldn't have been prouder. His little girl was married to a good man, a man after his own heart!
The years sped by. Elizabeth dedicated herself to her work as an architect, and if she wasn't exactly happy, she wasn't unhappy enough to make a change in her life. Dean sometimes sensed that something wasn't quite right, but she always smiled his worries away.
One day, Dean's head of accounting came to him looking very worried. "Mr. Robinson," he said. "I'd like to have a meeting with you and Mr. Gordon."
"I'm afraid you'll have to settle for me, Hartford," Dean said. "Mr. Gordon left for Indonesia yesterday. He is supervising the restructuring of the plant..."
Elizabeth tried calling but Jack vanished without a trace. | Source: Unsplash
Hartford turned deadly pale. "He's gone?" he gasped. "Oh, sir...It's a disaster!" Hartford's hands trembled as he showed Dean the printouts that showed that Farlow Gordon had authorized the transfer of $210 million to an offshore account.
"There must be an explanation," Dean cried, and reached for his phone. But Farlow didn't answer the phone, and he wasn't in Indonesia. He was gone, and with him went Dean's fortune, and the thousands of jobs his company provided.
"My Lizzie," he whispered. "She'll be heartbroken!"
Dean felt a terrible pain grip his chest and folded over. From far away he heard cries of alarm from Hartford and his secretary then everything went dark.
When Dean woke up, he was in a hospital room, and a pale and much thinner-looking Elizabeth was sitting by his bed. "Daddy!" she cried. "Oh thank God!"
Elizabeth married a man who worked for her father. | Source: Unsplash
"Lizzie," Dean whispered. "I'm so sorry, I was wrong about Farlow...I'm so sorry..."
"It's OK, daddy," Elizabeth told him gently. "I'm not exactly heartbroken. I'm just sorry that he did what he did to you."
"Oh," Dean said. "I'll be OK as long as I have you! But what do the doctors say?"
"You had a heart attack, daddy," Elizabeth said. "And you've been in a coma for three weeks, but Doctor Hamilton says that he can operate on you and fix you."
Elizabeth's husband embezzled Dean's money and fled the country. | Source: Unsplash
Just then, a tall man in a doctor's coat walked in. "Good afternoon, Mr. Robinson," he said. "How do you feel?"
"Weak," Dean said. "But alive. So you're the man who is going to fix me?"
"Yes," the doctor said. "I'm Jack Hamilton."
The doctor shook Dean's hand and smiled, and something in that smile stirred his memory. "I know you," he whispered. "You...You're that boy...The one I threw out!" Dean was pale and his hands shook.
Dean was so shocked he had a heart attack. | Source: Unsplash
"Please, Mr. Robinson," Jack said gently, "Don't upset yourself. That was a long time ago, I've put it behind me, and so should you."
"You...You're going to operate on me?" Dean asked.
Elizabeth got up and put her arm around Jack. She smiled at her father and said, "Yes, daddy. You see, Jack is an expert at fixing broken hearts, and now that he's mended mine, he's going to work on yours!"
Six months later, Dean was back on his feet and healthy enough to walk his daughter down the aisle as she married the love of her life -- the man she never forgot and who never forgot her -- the man he'd despised and was now proud to call his son, Jack Hamilton.
Jack Hamilton was the doctor who saved Dean's life. | Source: Pexels
What can we learn from this story?
- Don't judge a man's worth by his bank account. Dean wanted her daughter to marry a wealthy, successful man so he rejected Jack, but life would teach him to regret that mistake.
- Good hearts don't hold grudges. Even though Dean had humiliated him, Jack forgave him and operated on him so he could have a normal life.
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