My Stepdaughter Insisted I Reassign All Her Deceased Father’s Possessions into Her Name – I Complied, Yet She Was Unpleased

The emptiness of George’s departure permeates their residence, his presence enduring in the shirt Mariana grips nightly. However, it wasn’t his passing that devastated her… it was her stepdaughter Susan’s insistence on inheriting his wealth. When she reluctantly agreed, an unexpected twist left Susan enraged and Mariana strangely content.

Progressing past the death of a dear one is always challenging. At times, I still sense my husband George’s voice echoing in my mind. I awaken holding his cherished shirt, his fragrance still clinging to the material. Yet, as I mourned him, my stepdaughter’s actions… they utterly broke me…

I am Mariana, aged 57, wed to the kindest man, George, for 25 years. He had a daughter, Susan, aged 34, from an earlier marriage.

Our bond with Susan was once good. She addressed me as “Mom” and filled the gap in my heart from not bearing my own children. I never viewed her as “another’s” child. I cherished her as my own daughter, truly.

When Susan wed her chosen partner, George and I were thrilled. But then, everything deteriorated when George received a terminal cancer diagnosis.

Susan’s visits reduced from weekly to monthly, then ceased entirely. She seldom visited her father, occasionally phoning to inquire about his health.

One day, she posed a question that tore me apart. “How long does he have left?”

Clutching the phone tightly, my voice shook. “Susan, your father isn’t an item with an expiration date.”

“I just need to know, Mom. I’m swamped, you know that… I can’t come by often,” she responded.

“Swamped?” I repeated, my tone filled with disbelief. “Too swamped to visit your dying father?”

She exhaled deeply. “Look, I’ll attempt to come soon, okay?”

But that “soon” never materialized.

Then, the dreaded day arrived. The hospital informed me that George had passed away peacefully.

I was devastated, barely able to stand as the reality sank in. My beloved George, gone.

Shockingly, Susan didn’t attend his funeral. When I called her, she promptly excused herself.

“I’m expecting, Mom,” she stated, her tone strangely indifferent. “The doctors advised against lengthy travel due to some medical concerns.”

I swallowed hard, holding back tears. “But Susan, it’s your father’s funeral. Don’t you wish to bid him farewell one last time?”

“I can’t jeopardize my baby’s health,” she curtly replied. “You understand, right?”

I didn’t, not truly, but I nodded silently, forgetting she couldn’t see me. “Of course, dear. Take care.”

As I sat near my husband’s coffin, I couldn’t dismiss the notion that our relationship had irrevocably changed.

Six months post-George’s death, I was startled by a loud knock at my door. Opening it, I saw Susan and her husband Doug, along with a severe-looking man in a suit.

Susan entered without greeting. “Mom, we need your signature on some documents.”

Baffled, I blinked. “Which documents?”

Doug handed me a stack of papers, including a blank sheet. “Just sign these. They’re for transferring all the properties into our names.”

White woman gave birth to a black baby from her white husband

Rachel, a new young mom from Tennessee, gave birth to a lovely baby boy on February 17.

Working as a cashier at the Celina 52 Truck Stop, the place posted on their Facebook congratulating on the new addition to the family. They shared a post along with a photo of the happy family with the caption, “Congratulations to our cashier Rachel and her fiancé Paul Buckman on their baby Cash Jamal Buckman being [born] on Saturday at 6:18pm.”

What caught the attention of many was that both Rachel and Paul are white while their baby is black.

As expected, people started posting mean comments under the post, accusing Rachel of cheating.

The store then added another post offering an explanation.

“Yes, Paul is the father. Rachel has African American DNA in her which can skip generations and cause a child to be born with darker skin,” they wrote.

Further, they stated that there might be possibility of jaundice, and ended their post with, “Please be kind.”

However, this didn’t put a stop on the jokes people continued making on the expense of the couple.

“Congratulations!!! I AM sure he looks just like his dad. Where is he?” one person commented.

“Definitely needs a DNA test; what if they accidentally mixed up the kiddos in the nursery?” another added.

“I feel sorry for Paul, being duped like this is a whole new level of creep. Hopefully he’ll wise up,” a third wrote.

Looking at the comments, Rachel decided to share a post that included her her own ancestry test results. She wrote, “For the haters saying that I [don’t] have black DNA maybe this will clear it up straight from my ancestry DNA results !!!! NOW STOP slandering mine and my [fiancé] Paul Buckman name. he IS the father of Lil Cash.”

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