My Stepdaughter Accused Me of Being a Golddigger after Getting Us to Pay for Her Wedding

I never thought my stepdaughter would accuse me of being a gold digger, especially after I tried so hard to connect with her. The tension peaked when we discussed her wedding budget, exposing deeper issues in our blended family.

My name is Emily, and I’m married to John, who has a 28-year-old daughter named Sophie. Despite my efforts to be kind and generous, Sophie remains distant. Recently, she got engaged and asked about our contribution to her wedding budget. John offered $10,000, but Sophie was disappointed and pressed for more. John explained he was still rebuilding his savings after covering his late wife’s medical expenses.

When John left the room, Sophie asked me to contribute more. I told her we decided on $10,000 as a couple. Angrily, she said, “Sure, OBVIOUSLY you married an older man for HIS MONEY.” I stayed calm and revealed I planned to give her money for a down payment from my savings and had been paying her college debt. She was shocked and apologized, saying, “I didn’t realize everything you’ve done for me and Dad.”

In the days that followed, Sophie’s attitude changed, and we grew closer, sharing wedding plans and stories.

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