Evelyn's POV
The Langfords were my husband’s family. Our WHR, being a nonprofit, survives on public donations and funding from foundations or companies. And Sebastian’s support for our organization? That was explicitly written into our prenuptial agreement.
When I married Sebastian, the prenup was packed with all sorts of restrictions—even my living expenses were capped. As a Langford wife, I couldn’t touch Sebastian’s trust fund. Even his secondary credit card? I couldn’t spend more than $3,000 a month.
People around me assumed I’d married into a glamorous life. But the truth? It had nothing to do with any “luxury lifestyle.” Sebastian claimed his mother didn’t approve of me—she hated Cinderella stories—and if I wanted to be with him, I had to strictly follow her prenup rules.
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