My husband tried to force his mother into my home—so I threw his belongings into the garden and reminded him the house was never his, it was mine

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“Lunch is canceled.”

Her voice sharpened.

“Daniel told me about your little outburst. You should be grateful he still wants this marriage.”

I glanced at the faint mark still visible on my sleeve.

“Did he tell you what really happened?”

“He simply lost his temper,” she replied without hesitation. “You’re making far too much of it.”

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