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Husband's Obsession with Money

My husband Kyler Ross was a miser. I bought an item of clothing worth 11.5 dollars including shipping, and he was so angry that he stamped his foot at home. "You're a big spender. How can we support our life in the future?" I bought some health products when I was sick, and he gave me the silent treatment for seven days. "You are just being fooled by charlatans!" Even when I transferred 8.5 dollars to my younger brother Liam Collins on his birthday, Kyler complained with tears and snot. "You only think of your brother! Please, please spend less!" For the sake of our relationship, I chose to compromise and tolerate. I spent less and lived frugally as Kyler asked. Unexpectedly, I lived a frugal life for a lifetime. When I was old, I was diagnosed with stomach cancer because I often ate leftovers. But he ignored my desperate pleas and forced me to leave the hospital, watching me die in great agony. I woke up again. I got back control of my money. The hell with being frugal. I wanted to live freely!