My husband’s kids hate me. They always have and always will, but fortunately my husband took my side when he saw how cruel they were to me. He taught them a valuable lesson, which eventually led to them apologizing and rebuilding our relationship. My husband, Jack, is the father of three children aged over 21. He was devastated when I met him two years after his wife passed away. He became a father at a young age and unfortunately also became a widower after a few years. About a year after we met, he introduced me to his children and we didn’t get along at all. I understood why they feared my relationship with their father, who is ten years my junior. He’s 43 and I’m 53. We’ve known each other for over nine years and been engaged for four. Throughout the stages of our relationship, not once did his kids make me feel accepted. I didn’t move in with their family until all of their children were gone. When it finally came time for me to move in, I had less interaction with them as they went off to college. Yet whenever we were together, they talked about their mother and made me feel like an intruder in their family. And this, even though I had told them that I was not trying to replace their mother. When Jack proposed, his children began to disrespect me even more, but behind Jack’s back.
I didn’t tell him because I didn’t want them to fight. I was well aware that their family had already been through so much, especially Jack, who had to raise his children alone for years. Jack felt like he had to fill the hole their mother left. So he worked twice as hard to provide a luxurious life for his children, even after they left home. Anyway, we had our wedding a couple of weeks ago. It was a small civil ceremony that her children did not attend, saying they all had other important commitments. As it was a small event we didn’t mind. We decided to go all out and spend more on our honeymoon, which we did in the Bahamas. Two days after we landed, ALL of his children showed up. “Dad, we missed you so much!” they said. Another whispered in my ear: “You thought you got rid of the United States, didn’t you?!” » Although surprised by their arrival, we still showed them around and our villa. I tried to be nice and ordered them some snacks.
Meanwhile, Jack was offering drinks to everyone. I never thought they would ruin my honeymoon, but I almost fell over when one of his kids said to me, “You, 58 year old OLDIE!” Still want a fairytale? This villa is too fancy for you. We’ll take this one and you can get this small bungalow. I calmly told them, “Guys, please don’t ruin this for your dad and me.” Please just treat us to this honeymoon and don’t cause a scene. I’m begging you.” “We will never give you a taste of happiness. You don’t deserve our father, and you definitely don’t deserve this luxurious villa. So beat him! one of them answered. And then we heard a glass crash to the ground; Jack was standing a few feet from the door, purple with rage. “YOU’RE JOKING I HOPE?!” He cried. It was a voice that I had never heard before; the one who was so angry that he stunned his children and silenced them. “I gave you everything, I supported you financially, and this is how you repay me? Disrespect my wife? “And on our honeymoon, no less,” Jack exclaimed.
They began to stammer out apologies, but Jack cut them off. “Enough! I’ve had enough of your entitled behavior. You think you can come here and demand anything? Did you really think that I didn’t know about your behavior towards my wife? I turned a blind eye , hoping each time that you would all change. This ends now. He pulled out his phone and made a call. Within a few minutes, villa security arrived. “Escort them. They are not welcome here anymore,” he said. The security guards took his children away, their faces showing both shock and humiliation.
They protested, but Jack stood firm. “You will never disrespect my wife or me ever again. Consider this a lesson in respect and a wake-up call,” he added, before telling them he would also cancel all their credit cards.And so they slowly but surely rebuilt their relationship. Jack’s decisive actions during our honeymoon not only protected our special time, but also taught his children a lesson that they would never forget. It was a tough road, but in the end it brought us all closer together. Jack’s children aren’t the only ones who learned a lesson after getting married. A bride’s mother also learned a valuable lesson after her daughter got married.
