I Won Every Red Envelope:And It Destroyed My Wife's Entire Famil — Novel

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In the heart of a festive New Year’s Eve gathering, Leslie Harding finds himself ensnared in a game of red envelopes that spirals into chaos, exposing the fractures in his marriage and the chilling dynamics of his wife’s family. What begins as a seemingly harmless tradition quickly escalates, revealing hidden agendas and unspoken resentments. As Leslie reluctantly agrees to fulfill increasingly extravagant wishes, he grapples with the growing pressure from his wife Isabel and her family, who seem to expect his compliance without question.

But when his own daughter, Ramona, unexpectedly demands he continue playing, he realizes there’s more at stake than just a family game. As tensions rise and loyalties are tested, Leslie must confront the unsettling truth about his family's expectations and the sacrifices he’s made for them. With every drawn envelope, the stakes become higher, and the cost of his compliance threatens to unravel everything he holds dear.

Can he find a way to reclaim his authority and protect his family, or will the weight of their demands crush him? As the night unfolds, the lines between duty and betrayal blur, and Leslie must decide how far he’s willing to go to stand his ground.

I Won Every Red Envelope:And It Destroyed My Wife's Entire FamilChapter 1

On New Year's Eve, my wife's family suddenly proposed a red envelope game.

Whoever drew the lucky envelope would grant one wish to the person who sent it.

Round one—I drew the lucky envelope.

My mother-in-law, Nanette Mason, wanted me to buy her the gold bracelet she'd been eyeing for months.

Round two. Me again.

My father-in-law, Nicholas Mason, wanted me to trade in his old car for a BMW.

Round three. Still me.

My wife, Isabel Mason, wanted me to clear out every designer handbag in her shopping cart.

Then it was my wife's brother-in-law's turn to send the red envelope—the widower of her late elder sister, Arnold Delgado. And somehow, the lucky draw landed on me again.

Without missing a beat, he asked for a house in the city center worth tens of millions.

I frowned, about to refuse, when my usually quiet daughter grabbed my arm.

"Dad, say yes!"

"You have to say yes!"

——

The table went silent.

Nanette let out a sharp gasp and was the first to recover. "Leslie Harding, you're not thinking of backing out, are you?"