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Figure it out?Our relatives weren’t stupid.
Mom had never helped them in their tough times;they wouldn’t help her now.
The only option was selling the house.
Sure enough,I saw a listing online:Urgent sale,below market price,full payment upfront.
It was$150,000 less than the market value.
Anna and Mom were desperate to keep Julian Wright.
I hoped Anna got her wanted.
Months later,Mom called again,the night before Anna’s wedding.
She said Julian had beaten Anna,and she was in the hospital.She wanted me to help cancel the wedding.
Before I could respond,Anna yelled at Mom to stop talking.
I rushed to the hospital.Anna was covered in bruises,her face swollen.
In my past life,the programmer husband cherished Anna,taking care of her like she was royalty.Everyone envied his attentiveness,but she scoffed,publicly shaming his“mediocre”job and“weakness.”
You never know what youhave until it’s gone.
“Why did Julian hit you?Do you want me to call the police?”
Anna snapped at me,“Sophia,mind your own business.Are you jealous that I landed a rich guy?Look at this—$15,000 diamond ring!How many years would you work to afford it?”
I noticed the ringdidn't have the right shine. It looked fake, unlike the real diamond rings I'd seen.
Anna showed it off proudly.“Julian was drunk,didn’t mean it.You know,hitting is love,cursing is care.He doesn’t hit other women—that means he loves only me.This ring was his apology.So sincere!”
I was speechless.
This was the classic case of someone blinded by love.
Bless them,may they stay locked together.
“Mom,don’t break up a good thing.Anna’s ring proves she made the right choice.No need to cancel the wedding.”
Mom looked at the ring and the luxury supplements on the table,nodding thoughtfully.
“The wedding will go on as planned!”
During Anna’s wedding,I was out of town on a critical case,a make-or-break moment for my career.
In my past life,I’d given up that opportunity to plan Anna’s wedding—invitations,guest coordination,cleanup—all me.Mom and Anna did nothing,then nitpicked every detail,saying it wasn’t perfect.I paid an extra$2,000 to shut them up.
Sacrificing my career for their complaints?Never again.
I sent a small cash gift through Aunt Karen.
Later, she told me about the wedding:“Nice hotel decor,but remote.Lots of tables,but the food was subpar.”
Mom had never helped them in their tough times;they wouldn’t help her now.
The only option was selling the house.
Sure enough,I saw a listing online:Urgent sale,below market price,full payment upfront.
It was$150,000 less than the market value.
Anna and Mom were desperate to keep Julian Wright.
I hoped Anna got her wanted.
Months later,Mom called again,the night before Anna’s wedding.
She said Julian had beaten Anna,and she was in the hospital.She wanted me to help cancel the wedding.
Before I could respond,Anna yelled at Mom to stop talking.
I rushed to the hospital.Anna was covered in bruises,her face swollen.
In my past life,the programmer husband cherished Anna,taking care of her like she was royalty.Everyone envied his attentiveness,but she scoffed,publicly shaming his“mediocre”job and“weakness.”
You never know what youhave until it’s gone.
“Why did Julian hit you?Do you want me to call the police?”
Anna snapped at me,“Sophia,mind your own business.Are you jealous that I landed a rich guy?Look at this—$15,000 diamond ring!How many years would you work to afford it?”
I noticed the ringdidn't have the right shine. It looked fake, unlike the real diamond rings I'd seen.
Anna showed it off proudly.“Julian was drunk,didn’t mean it.You know,hitting is love,cursing is care.He doesn’t hit other women—that means he loves only me.This ring was his apology.So sincere!”
I was speechless.
This was the classic case of someone blinded by love.
Bless them,may they stay locked together.
“Mom,don’t break up a good thing.Anna’s ring proves she made the right choice.No need to cancel the wedding.”
Mom looked at the ring and the luxury supplements on the table,nodding thoughtfully.
“The wedding will go on as planned!”
During Anna’s wedding,I was out of town on a critical case,a make-or-break moment for my career.
In my past life,I’d given up that opportunity to plan Anna’s wedding—invitations,guest coordination,cleanup—all me.Mom and Anna did nothing,then nitpicked every detail,saying it wasn’t perfect.I paid an extra$2,000 to shut them up.
Sacrificing my career for their complaints?Never again.
I sent a small cash gift through Aunt Karen.
Later, she told me about the wedding:“Nice hotel decor,but remote.Lots of tables,but the food was subpar.”