I Refused to Attend My Son’s Wedding And Instead Spent the Day With His Ex-Wife

My 25-year-old son married Tina, a 23-year-old woman. At first, everything was all right.

They even had a baby, but then, as if it were unimportant, my DIL began to bring up his adultery on occasion.

She even had evidence that he had cheated on her several times, as it turned out.

To put it mildly, I was extremely embarrassed because that is not how I raised my son.

To my surprise, Tina was the only one who would forgive him for the sake of illustration,

despite my advice that she could file for divorce if she so desired.

After a while, my son found another woman and made the decision to file for divorce.

Now that she has a one-year-old child and must rely on herself, Tina is having difficulties.

I received a call from my son inviting us to his wedding. I questioned him about his infidelity toward Tina. “Well, Tina is great,

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