My Wealthy Parents Disowned Me for Marrying a Poor Mechanic—Then on Our Wedding Night, He Handed Me an Envelope He’d Hidden for 11 Months

I did not reorganize my life around it.

PART 48 — BEATRICE IS HARDER

My mother remained difficult.

She attended dinners.

Criticized our curtains.

Asked why I bought generic cereal.

Brought expensive gifts for our eventual children before they even existed.

Then acted hurt when I returned some.

She apologized slowly.

Indirectly.