The wedding was grand. I received an invitation, but I didn't go, nor did I send a gift. Many people in our mutual friends' group chat urged me to be tolerant, saying it was just a wedding.

Joan even came to persuade me in person, saying that whatever Alfred was buying for Marleen would eventually be mine, so I shouldn't mind.

"Aunt Joan, Alfred and I have broken up, and the $100,000 have been returned," I said seriously to Joan. I knew she was there to mediate, but there was no chance of reconciliation between Alfred and me.

After the wedding, Alfred took Marleen on a honeymoon. Marleen claimed that...