After My Grandma’s Death, My Husband Rushed Me to Sell Her House — When I Learned the Reason, I Was Furious and Made Him Regret It

“I never forced her. I was just trying to help. The house needed work, and we’re not exactly swimming in cash, Mira.

You know that.”

“Why didn’t you come to me?”

“I was trying to protect you. The investment… it was supposed to fix everything.”

I narrowed my eyes.

“What investment?”

He hesitated.

“You might as well tell me the truth now,” I said. “Because I already know you lost money. What I don’t know is how much and where it went.”

He sat down heavily at the kitchen table, burying his face in his hands.

“A year ago,” he began, “a guy from work — Jason — said he had an inside scoop on this crypto startup.

Guaranteed returns. Triple what we’d put in. I thought if I could turn a quick profit, we could finally stop worrying about the mortgage, Ellie’s preschool tuition, all of it.”

“So you gambled our savings?”

“Two-thirds of it,” he said quietly.

I felt like the air had been knocked out of me.

He continued, “And when it crashed, I panicked.

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