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My In-Laws Demanded Our Luxury Villa on Our Family Honeymoon – My Husband Gave Me the Green Light to Put Them in Their Place
When my husband, Jake, and I planned our dream honeymoon, we envisioned a serene getaway with our kids—our first real vacation as a blended family. We booked a stunning luxury villa in Bali, complete with an infinity pool and breathtaking ocean views. It was supposed to be our time to bond, to relax, and to celebrate the beginning of our new life together.
But of course, Jake’s parents had other plans.
The trouble started when Jake, in his infinite kindness, casually mentioned our honeymoon plans to his parents over dinner. Their reaction? Utter outrage.
“You’re taking a family trip without us?” his mother, Diane, gasped.
“It’s not just a family trip. It’s our honeymoon,” I clarified, forcing a smile.
“But you’re bringing the kids! That makes it a family trip. And we are family,” she said, crossing her arms.
Jake tried to reason with them, but they weren’t having it. His father, Ron, even had the audacity to suggest, “Well, since it’s a family vacation, why don’t we all go? That villa is big enough for everyone.”
I nearly choked on my drink. “Excuse me?”
“Yeah! We’ll cover our flights. It’ll be fun,” Diane added, as if they were doing us a favor.
I looked at Jake, expecting him to shut it down immediately. Instead, he just sighed and rubbed his temples. “Mom, Dad… this is supposed to be our honeymoon.”
“But the kids are going!” Diane snapped. “So, what’s the difference?”
I was fuming, but I stayed calm. “The difference is that we want our kids there. We do not want you there.”
Diane gasped like I’d slapped her.
I expected Jake to panic, to backpedal, but instead, he smirked. “Yeah, I have to agree with my wife on this one.”
Diane’s face turned red. “You’re really going to exclude us?”
Jake shrugged. “Mom, you wouldn’t have wanted your in-laws on your honeymoon, would you?”
Ron huffed. “We’re just saying—it’s selfish to take a luxury trip and not share.”
That was the final straw. I put my napkin down and leaned forward. “Alright, let’s get one thing straight. We booked this villa. We paid for this villa. It’s ours. You are not invited.”
Diane opened her mouth, but I held up my hand. “If you want to take a luxury vacation, feel free to book your own.”
Ron muttered something under his breath, but Jake smirked. “She’s right.”
Diane stormed out of the restaurant, dragging Ron behind her.
As soon as they left, I exhaled. “That was exhausting.”
Jake chuckled, pulling me in for a kiss. “Proud of you, babe. I was waiting for you to handle that.”
And just like that, our honeymoon stayed ours—drama-free, in our luxury villa, exactly as it should be.
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