I returned — with my lawyer. While they watched in confused silence, my attorney calmly laid out my assets. The air in the room shifted. Smiles disappeared. Eyes widened. Their confidence cracked. Then Ryan walked in. He’d found out everything from his brother. And he was livid. “You judged the woman I love,” he said. “Without ever bothering to know her.” That day,
we agreed we would sign a prenup — one we’d write together, with mutual respect. His parents? They never said much after that. Because sometimes, the best response isn’t defending yourself. It’s letting people realize just how badly they underestimated you — and making sure they never forget it.
