My Husband Controlled Every Dollar I Spent and Demanded I Save – When I Discovered Where the Money Was Really Going, I Nearly Fainted

Michael froze, grocery bags in hand.

“Flo? Nicole? What are you doing here?”

I didn’t speak. I raised a bill. “You lied to me.”

“I didn’t know how to tell you that I was helping my mother…”

“Michael, you controlled me.”

“I was trying to keep the roof from collapsing on us all.”
“By what? Starving your kids and making me beg for yogurt?!”

Diana cleared her throat. “Don’t yell at him in my house.”

“Then maybe he shouldn’t be hiding his second house from his wife.”

Footsteps echoed behind us.

“Wow,” a woman said. “She figured it out.”

Mimi stepped into view.