Want to Marry Rich? Here’s What You Need to Know to Land a Millionaire Husband

If you’re a sugar baby who has her sights set on find­ing a rich, older man to set­tle down with, you’re in luck because, as it turns out, a lot of rich divorced men are in the mar­ket for a new wife.

A web site that spe­cial­izes in find­ing suit­able part­ners for mil­lion­aires sur­veyed 5,000 of their divorced mem­bers about their thoughts on mar­riage. Of the rich men polled, nearly 84% of them admit­ted that they would be open to mar­riage some­time in the next five years. About 11% of the rich older men said that mar­riage was an option, but only after at least five years.

So, if you’re inter­ested in the prospect of mar­ry­ing a rich older man, this should help nar­row down your search. To raise your chances of find­ing a man who’s really hus­band mate­r­ial, steer clear of some­one who is just com­ing out of a divorce—he’s likely not ready for a com­mit­ment yet, let alone mar­riage, and even if you do man­age to start a rela­tion­ship with him, it prob­a­bly won’t be one that’s seri­ous or has much long-term potential.

Of course, being with a rich older man who’s divorced can come with its own set of bag­gage, like an ex-wife and pos­si­bly kids. Just make sure you know what you’re get­ting into before­hand and that you’re both on the same page.


“Want To Marry A Mil­lion­aire? Sur­vey Gives Insight Into Mil­lion­aires’ Mar­riage Pref­er­ences,” Huff­in­g­ton Post web site, Octo­ber 10, 2013; http://goo.gl/G5teCX.

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About Isabella

I was never patriotic, so when Independence Day came, the last thing on my mind was to go out and celebrate. I was bored and I was lonely, and though they weren’t my normal crowd, thesse girls were friends and family members who I grew up with. But Diana had her man, Marsha had hers, and my cousin Lisa had her own. I was the only one who was single and my taste was just too high; the kind of men they dated did not appeal to me. I wanted the executive, the entrepreneur. I was 22 and unhappy about my life. I yearned to be in a relationship; I felt I had so much to give a man, and yet I was single. My friends and I waited for cab and I was still second-guessing whether or not I really wanted to go out. While we were waiting, an older looking gentleman driving a blue pick-up truck drove up to us. As he slowed, he said, “Don’t move. I’m coming right back!” He drove off, leaving a trail of his cologne, as he sped away to drop off the construction workers sitting in the back of the truck. Literally moments later, he came back, stopped in front of us, asked us where we were going, and told us to get in. It turns out his name was Keith. After Keith dropped us off, I realized I didn’t want to stay and asked him to take me back to where he picked us up from. He turned, looked at me, and said, “You were the reason why I picked you all up. I wanted to get to know you. So, I’m happy you decided to leave with me.”