I Told My Son’s Fiancée, If You’re Marrying in, Your Kid Gets Nothing

A reader shared a shocking experience about inheritance and family secrets. Wanting to protect family assets, they asked their son’s fiancée to sign a prenuptial agreement, ensuring that only children from the marriage would inherit. What was meant as a precaution quickly turned into a heated argument that revealed an unexpected truth.

During the confrontation, the fiancée blurted out that her son was actually the biological child of the reader’s son. The room went silent in disbelief, but everything suddenly made sense — the son’s protective behavior toward the boy and the way he interacted with him now had an explanation.

It turned out the couple had an on-and-off relationship in the past, and when she became pregnant, the son initially cut her off. Years later, he decided to be involved but slowly, so the child wouldn’t be confused. The fiancée, however, refused to accept the prenup, insisting her son’s rights must be protected.

Now, the fiancée is furious at the family for not accepting her son earlier and for bringing up the prenup at all. The father feels torn — unsure whether he was wrong to insist on it, and worried that pushing further may worsen the fragile relationship with both his son and his future daughter-in-law.

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