My husband had a rule I completely disagreed with.
Whenever his mother or siblings needed money, he would send the money to my account first and ask me to transfer it to them.
I didn't understand why he couldn't just send it directly.
One day, his younger sister called me.
“Thank you so much, Aunty. I honestly don't know what I would have done without you.”
I was confused.
I asked, “What are you thanking me for?”
She said, “The money you sent. Brother told me you insisted on helping me.”
I went quiet.
That evening, I confronted my husband.
“Why are you telling your family I'm the one giving them money?”
He looked at me and said,