My Wealthy Parents Cut Me off for Marrying My Sweetheart – But on Our Wedding Night in a Cheap Motel, He Confessed, ‘There’s Something I Should Have Told You’

He gave me a small smile.

“And I wanted you to have one anyway.”

My throat tightened.

“You’ve been exhausted for months.”

“I was.”

“I thought it was just the shop.”

“It was the shop,” he said. “And everything after.”

I stared at the passbook.

“You’ve been doing all of this because of me?”

“Because of us.”

I hated that my first thought when he gave me that envelope had been another woman.

I hated that little voice in my head had immediately whispered the same thing my mother always taught me to believe:

Of course there’s a catch.

There always is.

Then Leo looked at me.

“There’s more.”

My stomach dropped again.

I looked up.

“What?”

“Three months ago, I went to see your mom.”