But the truth was, the prenup was for safeguarding his money. Now, Nick says, “You can resign, Lisa. We can live on the interest I’ve accumulated all these years.
You don’t have to be the absent mother at Ben’s games.” I was bewildered. I wasn’t an “absent mother” to Ben. I had made it for all the important events.
It was only when I was working my double shifts that I missed out on the football games. Here was Nick, the silent millionaire, making me feel guilty about providing for our family. At that point, I was furious.
I sat there, watching Ben play the new game we had bought him for Christmas, and I thought about all the times Nick claimed that he couldn’t afford things for our home or buy me a birthday or anniversary present. I thought about all the times he said he was too tired to help with the household chores or pick up our son because he was too busy “working.”
To be honest, I thought that Nick was becoming depressed with his job situation, and that was why he kept shirking his responsibilities. I got him an iPad for Christmas because he said that it would help him work from anywhere and he would be able to get to Ben quicker.
Nick said that he wanted it really badly, but he just couldn’t afford to buy it. t’s been a few days, and I’m at work between patients and feel like I have been living a lie. I told Nick that I needed some time to think about everything.
I am torn and don’t know what to do about it. Nick has had all this money sitting around, waiting for him to use it. While I’ve been working my butt off just to make sure that we have everything we could possibly want.
I’ve been wearing the gold necklace as a reminder that I must decide what to do.
