After my grandmother died, I was shocked to learn she left me $670,000. Holding a baby onesie, I couldn’t believe the news. That night, Elijah acted unusually cheerful, already knowing about the inheritance through his cousin.
What I didn’t know was that Elijah had secretly quit his job. The next morning, I found him relaxing on the couch, telling me, “We don’t need the money anymore. You had your maternity leave; now it’s my turn.”
Instead of getting angry, I agreed—it was time for him to rest. I made a detailed schedule for his “relaxation,” including all the daily tasks of caring for Sophie. Elijah laughed, thinking it was a joke.
When I left for the gym, I told him, “You’re not alone—you’re with your daughter.” Returning home, I found chaos everywhere. Elijah was overwhelmed but learning fast.
At a barbecue, I gave him a glittery apron that said, “RETIRED: Living Off My Wife’s Inheritance.” The guests laughed, and Elijah blushed.
Later, I told him the inheritance was in a trust for Sophie and me, and he had no access. He was shocked but accepted it.
He begged for his old job back but ended up working behind a coffee counter. I realized that setting boundaries is a form of strength, and sometimes tough love is the best lesson.
