{"id":1807,"date":"2025-11-18T16:46:02","date_gmt":"2025-11-18T16:46:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/readinstory.com\/?p=1807"},"modified":"2025-11-18T16:46:02","modified_gmt":"2025-11-18T16:46:02","slug":"i-refuse-to-marry-my-fiance-after-what-his-mother-said-to-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/readinstory.com\/?p=1807","title":{"rendered":"I Refuse To Marry My Fianc\u00e9 After What His Mother Said To Me"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"l-shared-sec-outer show-mobile\">\n<div class=\"l-shared-sec\">\n<div class=\"l-shared-items effect-fadeout is-color\">\n<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-33f7c475 elementor-widget elementor-widget-foxiz-single-title\" data-id=\"33f7c475\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"foxiz-single-title.default\">\n<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n<h1 class=\"s-title\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"attachment-foxiz_crop_o1 size-foxiz_crop_o1 wp-post-image\" style=\"font-size: 1rem;\" src=\"https:\/\/deep-usa.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/583780632_1368985738217457_5049204678791544888_n-860x1075.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"860\" height=\"1075\" \/><\/h1>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-66e2b066 default-scheme elementor-widget elementor-widget-foxiz-single-meta-bar\" data-id=\"66e2b066\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"foxiz-single-meta-bar.default\">\n<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n<div class=\"single-meta meta-s-default yes-wrap is-meta-author-color yes-border\">\n<div class=\"smeta-in\">\n<div class=\"smeta-sec\">\n<div class=\"p-meta\">\n<div class=\"meta-inner is-meta\"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-28f29ddc yes-wide-f elementor-widget-theme-post-content default-scheme elementor-widget elementor-widget-foxiz-single-content\" data-id=\"28f29ddc\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"foxiz-single-content.default\">\n<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n<div class=\"s-ct-wrap has-lsl\">\n<div class=\"s-ct-inner\">\n<div class=\"e-ct-outer\">\n<div class=\"entry-content rbct clearfix is-highlight-shares\">\n<div class=\"code-block code-block-11\"><\/div>\n<p>I (f23) have been with my fianc\u00e9 (m24) for three years. I love him\u2014or at least I always thought I did. Our relationship had always felt solid: we supported each other, shared dreams, all that good stuff.<\/p>\n<p>The only thing missing was meeting his mom. She lived out of state, so it just hadn\u2019t happened yet\u2026 until two weeks ago. Now, honestly, I kind of wish it never had.<\/p>\n<div class=\"code-block code-block-7\">\n<div id=\"deep-usa.com_responsive_3\" data-google-query-id=\"\">\n<div id=\"google_ads_iframe_\/23207117756\/deep-usa.com\/deep-usa.com_responsive_3_0__container__\"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>The very first time I met his mother, she immediately asked if I was \u201cproperly taking care of her boy.\u201d She went down the list: feeding him, doing his laundry, cleaning the house. I said yes, even though it stung, because I\u2019m juggling a job and college, and when I get home, I\u2019m still the one cooking and cleaning while he either naps or plays video games. When she and I were alone, she asked if I was a stay-at-home fianc\u00e9e.<\/p>\n<p>I told her no\u2014I work and study. Then she dropped a bombshell that genuinely scared me. She told me I needed to quit my job, drop out of college, and \u201cfocus on being a good wife.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She said, \u201cDear, it\u2019s time for you to know that my son is supposed to be the breadwinner.\u201d Then she explained that their family had this long-standing tradition that had lasted for generations: only men are allowed to work and lead an active social life, while women are expected to stay home and be the keepers.<\/p>\n<div class=\"code-block code-block-8\">\n<div id=\"deep-usa.com_responsive_4\" data-google-query-id=\"\">\n<div id=\"google_ads_iframe_\/23207117756\/deep-usa.com\/deep-usa.com_responsive_4_0__container__\"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>Later that evening at dinner, I mentioned that I wanted to become a lawyer. She looked at me like I\u2019d just announced I wanted to run away and join the circus. Then she turned to my fianc\u00e9 and said he deserved someone \u201cbetter.\u201d And he just sat there\u2026 and agreed.<\/p>\n<p>As if that moment wasn\u2019t awful enough, a week later she returned\u2014with a suitcase. She literally moved in \u201cfor a couple of weeks\u201d to \u201chelp me prepare for marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>In her world, that meant trailing me around the kitchen to show me how to cook \u201creal meals,\u201d lecturing me about how often a wife should vacuum, and even trying to rearrange our closet so I\u2019d \u201cstop dressing like a teenager.\u201d I felt like I\u2019d been thrown into some sort of twisted domestic bootcamp I never signed up for. That night, after she once again told him he deserved better\u2014and he nodded along\u2014I ended the engagement.<\/p>\n<p>I packed my things and left. He asked why, and I told him, \u201cBecause you already believe you deserve better.\u201d He said I was \u201cmaking a big deal out of nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>His family thinks I overreacted. My mom says I should find a compromise and avoid burning bridges.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 1rem;\">But I don\u2019t think I exaggerated anything\u2014I simply took them at their word and walked away. So\u2026 am I overreacting?<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I (f23) have been with my fianc\u00e9 (m24) for three years. I love him\u2014or at least I always thought I did. 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