My New Wife Demanded I Use My Late Wife’s Money Left for Our Kids on Her Daughters — My Lesson Was Strict

I knew things would change when I remarried, but I never expected my new wife to go after my late wife’s money. It was meant for our daughters’ future, not hers. She thought she could pressure me into it. What came next would teach her a lesson she’d never forget.

A tear escaped my eye as I clutched a photo of my late wife and our daughters at the beach. “I miss you, Ed,” I whispered, my fingers caressing Edith’s face in the picture. “The girls… they’re growing up so fast. I wish you could see them now.” Her radiant smile gazed up at me from the photo, her eyes sparkling with a life that cancer had stolen far too soon…

A man holding a framed photo of his wife and kids | Source: Midjourney

A man holding a framed photo of his wife and kids | Source: Midjourney

A soft knock interrupted my reminiscing. My mother poked her head in, her eyes full of concern.

“Charlie, honey, you can’t keep living in the past. It’s been three years. You need to move on. Those girls need a mother figure.”

I sighed, setting the photo frame down. “Mom, we’re doing fine. The girls are—”

“Getting older!” She cut me off, settling beside me on the couch. “I know you’re trying, but you’re not getting any younger. What about that nice woman from your office? Gabriela?”

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A smiling older woman | Source: Midjourney

I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache coming on. “Gaby? Mom, she’s just a coworker.”

“And a single mother, just like you’re a single father. Think about it, Charlie. For the girls’ sake.”

As she left, her words echoed in my mind. Maybe she was right. Maybe it was time to move forward.

One year later, I stood in our backyard, watching Gaby interact with my daughters. She’d swooped into our lives like a whirlwind, and before I knew it, we were married.

It wasn’t the same as with Edith, but it was… nice.

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A happy couple | Source: Midjourney

“Dad! Watch this!” my youngest called out, attempting a cartwheel.

I clapped, forcing a smile. “Great job, sweetie!”

Gaby sidled up to me, linking her arm through mine. “They’re wonderful girls, Charlie. You’ve done an amazing job.”

I nodded, pushing down the pang of guilt that always surfaced when she complimented my parenting. “Thanks, Gaby. I’m trying my best.”

“You’re such a stellar parent. Your kids must be so lucky.”

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Side shot of a woman staring at someone | Source: Midjourney

As we headed inside, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off with the way Gaby had said it. But I pushed it aside, determined to make this new family work.

That’s when Gaby cornered me in the kitchen, her eyes gleaming with a look I’d never seen before.

“Charlie, we need to talk about the girls’ trust fund,” she said, her voice syrupy sweet.

I froze, my coffee mug halfway to my lips. “What trust fund?”

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Side shot of a startled man | Source: Midjourney

Gaby rolled her eyes, dropping the act. “Don’t play dumb. I heard you on the phone with your financial advisor. Edith left quite a nest egg for the girls, didn’t she?”

My stomach churned. I’d never mentioned the fund to her. Never thought I’d need to.

“That’s for their future, Gaby. College, starting out in life—”

“Exactly!” she cut in. “And what about my girls? Don’t they deserve the same opportunities?”

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A woman looking at a man | Source: Midjourney

I set my mug down, trying to keep my voice level. “Of course they do, but that money… it’s Edith’s legacy to her children.”

Gaby’s eyes narrowed. “Her children? We’re supposed to be one family now, Charlie. Or was that all just talk?”

“That’s not fair,” I protested. “I’ve treated your daughters like my own since day one.”

“Treated them like your own? Please. If that were true, you wouldn’t be hoarding that money for just your biological kids.”

The room felt like a pressure cooker ready to burst as I stared at Gaby, her words still ringing in my ears.

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A man looking up | Source: Midjourney

I took a deep breath, fighting to stay calm. “Gaby, that fund is not ours to touch. It’s for my daughters’ future.”

“So that’s it? Your dead wife’s wishes matter more than your living family?”

“Don’t you dare speak about Edith that way. This discussion ends now. That money is not up for debate. Period.”

Gaby’s face flushed with anger. “You’re impossible! How can you be so stubborn?”

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A man yelling at a woman | Source: Midjourney

My jaw tightened, muscles twitching as I fought to maintain control. I barely recognized the woman standing before me, so different from the one I thought I’d married.

A plan formed in my mind.

“Fine! You’re right. I’ll sort this out tomorrow, okay?”

Gaby’s eyes lit up, clearly thinking she’d won. “Really? You mean it?”

I nodded.

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A man looking at a woman | Source: Midjourney

Gaby’s lips curled into a smug smile. “Good. It’s about time you saw reason.”

She turned on her heel, marching out of the room. The slam of the door echoed through the house, a punctuation mark to her tantrum.

I sank into a chair, running my hands over my face. Gaby had shown her true colors, and now it was time for a hard lesson in respect and the dangers of entitlement.

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Portrait of a man sitting on the couch | Source: Midjourney

The next morning, I made a show of calling my financial advisor, making sure Gaby could overhear.

“Yes, I’d like to set up a new account,” I said loudly. “It’s for my stepdaughters. We’ll fund it from our joint income going forward.”

I heard a sharp intake of breath behind me and turned to see Gaby standing in the doorway, her face twisted with surprise and anger.

“What are you doing?” she barked as I hung up.

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A shocked woman | Source: Midjourney

“Creating a fund for your daughters, like you wanted. We’ll contribute to it together, from what we earn.”

Her eyes narrowed. “And Edith’s money?”

“Remains untouched. That’s non-negotiable.”

“You think this solves anything? This is a slap in the face!”

“No, Gaby. This is me setting boundaries. We build our family’s future together, not by taking what isn’t ours to take.”

She jabbed a finger at my chest. “You’re choosing your daughters over us. Admit it!”

“I’m choosing to honor Edith’s wishes. And if you can’t respect that, then we have a serious problem.”

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A frustrated woman | Source: Midjourney

Gaby’s eyes filled with tears, but I couldn’t tell if they were genuine or manipulative. “I thought we were partners, Charlie. I thought what was yours was mine.”

“We are partners, Gaby. But that doesn’t mean erasing the past or disregarding Edith’s legacy.”

She turned away, her shoulders shaking. “You’re being so unfair.”

As she left the room, I called after her, “Unfair or not. But know this: my decision stands.”

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A woman walking away | Source: Pexels

The following weeks were filled with icy silences and clipped conversations. Gaby alternated between trying to guilt-trip me and giving me the cold shoulder. But I stood firm, refusing to budge.

One evening, as I tucked my daughters into bed, my oldest asked, “Daddy, is everything okay with you and Gaby?”

I paused, choosing my words carefully. “We’re working through some grown-up stuff, sweetheart. But don’t worry, okay?”

She nodded, but her eyes were worried. “We don’t want you to be sad again, Daddy.”

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A sad little girl hugging a teddy bear in bed | Source: Midjourney

My heart clenched. I pulled her into a hug, kissing the top of her head. “I’m not sad, honey. I promise. Your happiness is what matters most to me.”

As I left their room, I found Gaby waiting in the hallway, her arms crossed and eyes narrowed.

“They’re good kids, Charlie. But my girls deserve just as much.”

I sighed, realizing her stance hadn’t changed. “They are good kids. All of them. And they all deserve our support.”

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Rear view of a woman standing in the living room | Source: Midjourney

She scoffed, shaking her head. “Support? That trust fund would’ve been a REAL support. But you just had to play the hero for your precious Edith, didn’t you?”

“This isn’t about playing hero. It’s about respect. Respect for Edith’s wishes and for our daughters’ future.”

“And what about my daughters’ future? Or does that not matter to you?”

I took a deep breath, steeling myself. “We’ve set up a fund for them too. We’re building it together, remember? That’s how we move forward.”

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A woman staring at a man | Source: Midjourney

She laughed bitterly. “Oh, please. That’s just your way of placating me. It’s not the same and you know it.”

Our eyes met, and I saw the storm brewing in hers, just as I knew she saw mine. I realized this battle was far from over. But I also knew I’d never back down.

Months passed, and while the arguments became less frequent, the underlying resentment remained. One evening, as I watched all four girls playing in the backyard, Gaby approached me.

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A woman looking outside | Source: Midjourney

“They look happy,” she said.

I nodded, not taking my eyes off the children. “They do.”

She turned to me, her expression hard. “But it could’ve been better for all of them if you’d just listened to me.”

I met her gaze steadily. “No, Gaby. It wouldn’t have been better. It would’ve been unfair and disrespectful.”

She opened her mouth to argue, but I held up a hand. “This discussion is over. It has been for months.”

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A woman furrowing her brows | Source: Midjourney

As she stormed off, a surge of sadness and relief engulfed me. Gaby had shown her true colors, and while it pained me to see our marriage strained, I knew I’d done the right thing.

She’d learned quickly that I wasn’t a pushover. If she thought she could waltz into our lives and rewrite the rules for her benefit, she had another thing coming.

This was the wake-up call she needed, harsh as it might be.

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A woman standing in a room | Source: Midjourney

I’d made my stance crystal clear: Edith’s legacy for our children was untouchable. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.

And seeing Gaby come to terms with the fact that she couldn’t manipulate or bully me into submission? It was worth every second!

As I watched my daughters laugh and play, my heart swelled with a determination to be the best father I could be. I’d protected what mattered most: their future and the memory of their mother. Whatever challenges lay ahead with Gaby, I knew I’d face them head-on, just as I’d done from the start.

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Four girls playing in the backyard | Source: Midjourney

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The Mysterious Reason Why Zac Efron Moved to a Different Country and Changed His Lifestyle

Zac Efron has been a globetrotter since gaining fame, often jetting off for both business and pleasure. Despite this, he maintained his California roots, his birthplace, and his hometown. However, everything took an unexpected turn when he opted to spend more time overseas, leading him to rethink his lifestyle in search of genuine happiness.

He lived most of his life in the United States.

Originally from San Luis Obispo, in California, Zac Efron spent the majority of his life in the United States, having grown up close to the heart of Hollywood. Despite this, his parents were never involved in the entertainment business. Still, he took his first steps into that world early on in his life. His journey in acting and singing began during his time at Arroyo Grande High School in the early 2000s, with a drama teacher playing a pivotal role in connecting him to an agent.

After he achieved success with teen flicks like the High School Musical trilogy and 17 Again(2009), he shifted into more dramatic roles in films such as The Greatest Showman(2017) and, more recently, Extremely Wicked, Shockingly Evil and Vile(2019). It was this ever-growing filmography that allowed him to amass a net worth of around $25 million and allowed him to purchase a mansion in Los Feliz, Los Angeles, in 2013. He lived there for seven years until he no longer felt like it was the right place for him.

So, what happened to Zac Efron to make him change his mind? Keep reading to find out.

His L.A. house had everything to offer, but ultimately it wasn’t enough.

The 36-year-old actor put his Los Feliz home up for sale in December 2020, and the listing made public the house’s astounding features. The property, which is nestled against the Hollywood Hills and located in a prestigious neighborhood filled with plenty of celebrity residents, offers breathtaking views, accentuated by walls of glass, terraces, and numerous outdoor spaces that offer panoramic vistas of the city below.

With five bedrooms and five bathrooms within its 5.455-square-foot layout, the main level includes a living area, dining room, chef’s kitchen adjoining a family room, and a master suite with a spa-like bathroom. But that’s not all!

Additionally, it has three bedrooms with bathrooms downstairs, along with a separate one-bedroom, one-bath guesthouse. It also features amenities such as a gym, media room, game room, and security cameras, and the outdoor space includes view decks suitable for outdoor dining and lounging.

So, with all its potential, it wasn’t shocking that it sold in only a few months, despite the hefty price tag. In May 2021, the house sold for $5.3 million. Albeit below the initial asking price of $5.9 million, it still marks a profitable venture for Efron, as he paid around $4 million when he first purchased the property.

He fell in love with a different country.

In 2020, Efron made a move that had a deep impact on him — he relocated to Byron Bay, Australia. Back then, he still owned the Los Feliz mansion, so many thought it was just a temporary home. The fact that he lived out of a van, before buying a property in the Australian beachside town also led many to believe nothing much could come of the move.

However, he shot the second season of his Netflix documentary series Down to Earththere, which allowed him to spend over a year with the Aussies. Eventually, he did return to the US to enjoy quality time with his family, but it wasn’t long before he was once again on Australian ground. This time, it was to shoot Ricky Stanicky, a movie in which he co-stars with John Cena and that has yet to have a set date for its debut.

But a special situation might have sealed the deal for his ever-growing bond with the country. Shortly after he moved to Australia, Efron found love. He met Vanessa Valladares, a waitress at the Byron Bay General Store & Cafe, in June 2020. They began dating and eventually spent Christmas and New Year’s together in Australia. Although the couple has since called it quits, the relationship might have been the final trigger of Efron’s decision to move permanently from the US, as he then put his L.A. home on the market.

Finally, a source close to the actor revealed in January 2021, that Efron already considered Australia «home.»

The actor doesn’t think Hollywood is a healthy place to live in.

The actor had previously expressed his intention to move out of Hollywood, though, and it was precisely in a scene from Down to Earth. In the fourth episode, he candidly shared his desire to move away from the Hollywood scene and the lifestyle associated with it, and emphasized that it didn’t contribute in any way to a «long, happy, mentally-sound life.»

Curiously, what happened to Zac Efron also happened to Chris Hemsworth, in which both actors decided to move to Australia so they could distance themselves from the hecticness of Hollywood. Although Hemsworth himself is Australian, his mindset was similar to that of Efron.

In 2016, Hemsworth, known for his role as Thor in several Marvel movies, relocated his family from Los Angeles to Byron Bay. The 40-year-old similarly expressed a wish to escape the suffocating nature of being constantly surrounded by the entertainment industry. Opting for a more tranquil lifestyle, as of 2023, he and his family reside in a $20 million mega-mansion in Byron Bay’s hinterland, which they view as a healthier environment for their children to grow up in.

Zac Efron isn’t the only celebrity who decided to move to a new home. Many others did as well, and they spared no expenses to buy the luxury house of their dreams. We listed a few of the most expensive celebrity homes here and showed what makes them extraordinary.

Preview photo credit Down to Earth / The Nacelle Company and co-producerzacefron / Instagram

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