I’m Not Paying My Daughter’s College Tuition Because Her Stepdad Is a Millionaire — It Ended Very Badly

My wife left me when our daughter was 8 because my employee salary no longer fit her dreams. She married her boss. Now my kid is 18. My ex declared, “As her dad, it’s your duty to pay half of the college tuition.” I said, “I can do it, but I’ll leave it to your rich hubby!” In fact, I do have some money set aside, but I know that for my wife’s millionaire husband, paying the college tuition won’t even make a dent for him.

The next day, I went to see my kid, and to my horror, I find out that she wasn’t at the house she never misses our father-daughter dates when I pick her up from home once a week. I called her, but she didn’t pick up; she just sent me a text saying, “If I’m that big of a burden on you, Dad, then maybe it’s better if we don’t see each other for some time.” Later, I got a call from the stepdad. He agreed to pay but gave me two outrageous conditions: I can’t have any direct contact with my ex-wife anymore, and I can’t get in touch with my daughter when she goes to college. I know those conditions are meant to humiliate me.

What should I do?

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