My Fiancé Planned to Sell My House and Send My Son Away After Our Wedding—So I Left a Blue Folder Beside His Mother’s Plate at the Rehearsal Dinner

Then went inside.

Oliver was at the kitchen table drawing figures on a yellow legal pad.

He looked up.

“Darling.”

“Hello.”

“Mother says the florist needs another deposit.”

“I’ll handle it.”

He smiled.

“There’s no need for you to do everything.”

“I can manage.”