I knew things would change when I remarried, but I never expected my new wife to target my late wife’s money—money meant for our daughters’ future. Gaby thought she could pressure me, but what followed taught her a lesson she’d never forget.
One morning, she confronted me about the girls’ trust fund Edith had left. “It’s for their future,” I explained firmly. But she insisted her daughters deserved a share, accusing me of putting Edith’s wishes above our new family.
To keep the peace, I set up a separate fund for her daughters, funded by our joint income. Gaby wasn’t satisfied. “It’s not the same,” she argued. But I stood firm. Edith’s legacy would remain untouched.
The tension lingered for months. Despite the arguments and Gaby’s attempts to guilt-trip me, I never wavered. Protecting my daughters’ future and honoring Edith’s wishes were non-negotiable.
As I watched my daughters laugh and play, I knew I’d made the right choice. Gaby had tested my resolve, but I’d shown her that some lines couldn’t be crossed. Whatever came next, I’d be ready to protect what mattered most.
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