My New Wife’s Shocking Demand: Using My Late Wife’s Money for Her Daughters — The Lesson She’ll Never Forget

My New Wife Demanded I Use My Late Wife’s Money Left for Our Kids on Her Daughters — My Lesson Was Strict

I was aware that my second marriage would bring about changes, but I never imagined my second wife would pursue my first wife’s assets. Not for her future, but for the future of our girls. She believed she could coerce me into doing it. She would never forget the lesson that followed.

I was holding a picture of my late wife and our daughters at the beach when a tear fell from my eye. I said, “I miss you, Ed,” as my fingertips ran over Edith’s face in the photo. “The girls are maturing so quickly. I hope you can see them right now.” Her eyes sparkled with a vitality that cancer had taken far too soon, and she was beaming brightly as she smiled up at me in the picture.

A gentle tap stopped me in my tracks. With concern in her eyes, my mother stuck her head in.

Charlie, my dear, you have to let go of the past. Three years have passed. You must go on. A mother figure is needed for those girls.”

I let out a sigh and put the picture frame down. “We’re doing great, Mom. The females are — “

“Getting older!” She interrupted me and sat down on the couch next to me. “You’re not getting any younger, even though I know you’re trying. And that sweet woman at your office? Gabriela?

I massaged my temples, sensing the beginning of a headache. “Gaby? She’s simply a coworker, Mom.”

And, similar to you, a single father, a single mother. Charlie, give it some thought. For the benefit of the girls.”

I kept thinking about her comments as she walked away. Perhaps she was correct. Perhaps it was time to give it a go.

A year later, I was watching Gaby with my girls in our backyard. She entered our lives abruptly, and before I realized it, we had tied the knot.

Gaby approached me and put her arm through mine. “Charlie, those females are amazing. You did a fantastic job.

I nodded, swallowing the twinge of guilt that came every time she said something kind about my parenting. “Many thanks, Gaby. I’m making an effort.”

“No, Gaby. I’m establishing boundaries with this. Together, we construct our family’s future rather than stealing what isn’t rightfully ours.”

Her finger pricked my chest. “You’re side with your daughters instead of us. Give it up!”

“I’ve decided to respect Edith’s desires. And we have a big issue if you are unable to appreciate that.”

Gaby started crying, but I wasn’t sure if she was sincere or just trying to trick me. “Charlie, I believed that we were partners. What was yours, I believed to be mine.”

“Gaby, we are partners. However, that does not imply ignoring Edith’s legacy or the past.”