Left Without a Share, Her Daughter Lost Her MindChapter 1
We received $800,000 in compensation for the demolition of our old house. After talking it over with Michael and Emily, I decided to give $200,000 to Sarah.
The next day, just as dawn broke, I set out with my bank card in hand and a basket of freshly picked vegetables from our garden.
Knowing Sarah loves these homegrown vegetables, and having missed her for so long, my heart was full of anticipation.
After more than two hours on the road, I finally arrived at Sarah’s home.
I had just set the vegetable basket in the entryway when Mrs. Adams stood up from the sofa, glancing at me with clear disdain.
“Oh dear, what did you bring? Look at this basket, it’s getting mud all over the floor! We just cleaned everything, and now it’s dirty again!”
I hurried to wipe it, but David frowned and said.
“Mom, with respect, aren’t vegetables from gardens usually fertilized with manure? They’re filthy! How can we keep them here? Henry is still small—who would take responsibility if he gets sick?”
I froze, turning to Sarah, but she avoided my gaze.
“Yes, Mom, please don’t bring these things next time. Nobody here likes eating them.”
Those words felt like a bucket of ice-cold water poured over me.
My heart went numb. Without saying anything, I silently gathered the things I brought, turned around, and stepped out of her home.
The cold winter wind made me shiver, extinguishing all thoughts of using demolition money to support Sarah.
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On the day the demolition compensation arrived in my account, I called Michael and Emily over.
“Out of this $800,000, I plan to give you two $200,000, keep $200,000 for Robert and me for retirement, and give the remaining amount to your sister.”
“She married far away, so as her mother, I should still look after her.”
As soon as I finished speaking, Michael smiled and nodded.
“Mom, you’re right. It’s comforting to know our sister will have something to rely on.”
Emily added, “Giving money to our sister makes perfect sense; we fully agree.”
Seeing their response, I felt truly happy.
Back then, we were struggling. When Emily married into the family, we didn’t give her a proper dowry, not even a single valuable piece of jewelry. Yet she never complained and lived simply with Michael.