I'm Done: Sold Out for His Bastard Daughter
At an interview, my husband, Julian White, reveals that he has already allocated his assets properly.
The host in charge of interviewing him makes a joking remark that he must have left large amounts of money to his son and wife.
With a gentle smile on his face, Julian denies it softly.
"I only left them enough money to sustain their lives. The rest of the assets are reserved for my adoptive daughter, Rosy, only.
"This is a promise between me and her mom. I had promised her that I'd make sure her daughter would lead a lavish and worry-free life at her grave."
When I hear Julian's statement, I pause in my actions of preparing a meal for the children. Then, I look up at the television in disbelief.
Meanwhile, Julian is prattling on and on about his deceased first love, Vivian Bennett.
Some time later, the host speaks up again. "Does your wife know about this?"
Julian is left feeling taken aback for a moment. But his smile doesn't change at all.
"She won't disagree with my decision. Over the years, she's been nothing but great to Rosy. Heck, she's even better than most caretakers out there."
I take off my apron and walk out of the kitchen. Then, I scoop up my son, Jude White, who's in the middle of picking up toys for Rosy, into my arms and return to my room.
It's been six long years, and I've finally had enough with this family.
Since Julian doesn't intend to give me and Jude anything, then he can find himself another "caretaker".