My Future MIL Dumped All Our Stamped Wedding Invitations Into a Bucket of Dirty Water and Sw0re It Was ‘Just a Mishap’ – What My Fiancé Did Next Was Her Worst Nightmare

“I was eight.”

“Exactly. So you know him.”

“Mum.”

“And his wife needs to come, obviously. They have two adult daughters, so they’ll need invitations too.”

“No.”

She blinked.

“What?”

“No more additions.”

“Now, Ryan…”

“We already gave you twenty-two spots. That’s more than either of us gave ourselves individually.”