When I remarried, I never imagined my new wife would try to take my late wife’s money meant for our daughters’ future. Gaby thought she could pressure me into it, but I was about to teach her a lesson she’d never forget.
One evening, as I reminisced about Edith, my mother suggested I move on for the girls’ sake. A year later, I married Gaby, but something felt off. Then, Gaby cornered me in the kitchen, asking about the trust fund Edith left for the girls. When I refused to touch it, Gaby became angry, demanding I give her daughters the same opportunities.
I stood firm, refusing to touch Edith’s legacy, but agreed to set up a separate fund for her daughters. Gaby wasn’t satisfied, calling me unfair. I reminded her that I was respecting Edith’s wishes, and that was non-negotiable. Despite her manipulative attempts, I held my ground.
Months later, as our arguments continued, I realized that Gaby’s true intentions were clear. She wanted control, but I wasn’t backing down. I protected my daughters’ future and the memory of Edith, and seeing Gaby finally realize she couldn’t manipulate me was worth every moment. I’d continue to face the challenges ahead with determination, for my girls.
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