She had wanted Carlos to marry the daughter of a wealthy businessman in the region.
That marriage would have strengthened their family’s finances and reputation.
Instead, Carlos had chosen me—a girl from a humble background.
And in her eyes, I had ruined her plans.
Humiliation in Front of Others
When guests visited, Doña Teresa often made comments that were clearly directed at me.
“These days,” she would say with a forced laugh, “young men should choose wives carefully. Money matters in marriage.”
Her eyes would drift toward me before she continued.
“What can someone do with a wife who brings nothing?”
The guests would look uncomfortable.
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