Married to a Philanthropist, Trapped in Debt
Chapter 1
My husband was a famous philanthropist. His monthly salary of thirty-eight thousand dollars—he donated every single cent to charity.
The household expenses, my in-laws' medical bills, our son's tuition—all of it fell on my shoulders alone.
My monthly salary couldn't cover everything, so I had to discuss it with my husband:
"Could you keep a little of your salary each month for the family?"
My husband got angry: "I earn my own money from my own work. If I want to donate it, I'll donate it. Do you really think you can control that too?"
My in-laws chimed in to help him:
"Our son is a famous philanthropist. Instead of being proud of him, you're trying to scheme for his money and ruin his reputation. How can you be so selfish?"
Even my five-year-old son blamed me:
"Mommy won't let Daddy be a good person. Mommy's bad!"
I nodded and didn't argue anymore.
Then I turned around and agreed to the company's six-month closed training program.
I wanted to see how this family of philanthropists would survive without my salary.