Uncle, 50, Marries 18-Year-Old Girl to Have an Heiress: But on What Should Have Been the Happiest Night, a Terrible Tragedy Occurs

In a quiet village in Batangas, where houses are made of old bricks and thatch, news spreads quickly: Mang Ernesto — a man of 50 — has married his second wife, a young girl of just eighteen, Maria.

Mang Ernesto is the owner of an old pottery factory. A model landowner, not lacking in wealth, but one thing is missing: a son to carry on their family name. His first wife, Aling Teresa, is now over 50, frail and unable to conceive. In a family known for being conservative and resourceful in inheritance, Ernesto has long been pressured to take another wife. In the end, Aling Teresa herself gave her permission, as long as the family’s wish to have an heir was fulfilled.

Maria, a young woman from a poor family, was chosen. She lost her mother at an early age, and her sick father was unable to care for her. Out of dire need, her family agreed to marry her off in exchange for money to “rescue” her from poverty.

Maria was beautiful — porcelain complexion, flawless eyes, a slim body but full of youthful vigor. But inside, her heart had been broken since she was forced to marry. Her eyes showed sadness and resignation.

The Wedding and the Tragedy

The wedding day arrived. The neighbors flocked to watch the lavish reception: flower floats, red and gold banners, and music from the village band. Maria wore a white Tagalog-inspired dress, her face pale, while Ernesto was all smiles, proud of his young wife.

As night fell, a cold mist fell.

In the bridal chamber, candlelight danced on the wooden walls. Ernesto wore red pajamas, clearly excited. He had waited a long time for that night.

Maria entered, slowly, carrying the smell of incense. She bowed, trembling, her palms pressed against the hem of her gown.

—“Come here,” Ernesto called.

Maria followed suit, like a puppet. He held her cold hand, and for a moment he saw sadness in the young woman’s eyes. But his desire for an heir prevailed.

But at the peak of their sex, a strange sound rang out — a crisp crack! It was as if something had broken in the silence of the night. Maria suddenly stiffened, her face turning white, unable to scream, only a groan of pain came out.

When Ernesto turned on the lamp again, her eyes widened. On the bed, blood spread — not just the expected blood that was natural to a young woman, but an excessive amount, flowing uncontrollably.

Maria hugged her stomach, trembling:
—“Uncle… it hurts… it hurts so much…

The Revelation

Ernesto did not hesitate. He picked up the girl, ran out of the room, and shouted for help. The maids arrived, running to the village to call the doctor.

An hour later, the bitter news came: “She was saved, but her womb burst.”

The truth came out: since childhood, Maria had had a defect in her womb, but it had not been treated due to poverty. Her thin body could not bear the weight and needs of a man in his fifties.

A New Beginning

Ernesto was stunned. Hearing Maria’s cry, he felt a strange emotion — not lust, but pity. A kind of love that he had only felt before: not as a wife, but as someone he had to take care of.

From then on, Ernesto changed. He no longer mentioned having a child. He also did not ask for an extension to his last name. All he wanted was for Maria to stay alive, to see her smiles, and to feel her presence in the house.

Over the months, Maria gradually recovered from her illness. In her eyes, he noticed a change: the fear in every action was gone, replaced by a certain concern. Ernesto, who had once seemed like a boss, now seemed like a father or a loyal friend.

One November afternoon, while they were sitting on the porch of the house, dry mango leaves fell in the yard. There, Maria smiled at the old man for the first time.

A smile that gave new meaning to their marriage.

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Since then, their story has become a legend in the village. The night filled with blood and tears became a reminder: not all loveless marriages end in tragedy. Sometimes, in the midst of pain and disappointment, people learn how to truly love.

Ernesto did not have a son or heir, but in return a family based on respect and care. And Maria — from the darkness of fate — found her own light.