So, I (29F) am engaged to my fiancé (32M), and we’re planning to get married soon. He has a 7-year-old son, Kelvin, from a previous relationship, and they also have a house help, Vivian, who takes care of Kelvin most of the time.

A few weeks ago, my fiancé took me to visit his family. While we were there, his mom made a weird comment like, “Hmm, let’s see how well you can take care of Kelvin without Vivian.” I didn’t say anything, but my fiancé and his siblings laughed it off like it was a joke. I didn’t find it funny, but I let it go.

Fast forward a week, I visited my fiancé again. That evening, his mom called and asked if Vivian could come over to help her with “some stuff.” My fiancé agreed, so Vivian left—and didn’t return that night. The next morning, he asked if I could help get Kelvin ready for school since he had an early appointment. I agreed, no big deal.

Later that day, during school closure time, he called again and asked if I could go pick Kelvin up because he was still at work. I asked if Vivian wasn’t back yet, and he said no, she’s still with his mom. I sighed but agreed to help again.

Then two days later, he had to travel for a week on a business trip. I accompanied him to the airport that morning after he dropped Kelvin at school. While I was on my way back, he messaged me asking if I could pick up Kelvin from school and keep him with me for two days until Vivian returns.

At this point, I drew the line. I told him I wasn’t going to do that again. For one, from his mom’s place to Kelvin’s school is a 1-hour drive, and if his mom is keeping Vivian, then she can either let Vivian pick him up or take care of him until she returns. I told him I’m not married to him yet and shouldn’t be expected to step into full-time mom/childcare duties.

He got mad and said, “My mom was right, you can’t take good care of Kelvin,” and then he hung up on me.

Please what do you think? because I feel like I’ve already helped quite a bit, especially considering I’m not married into the family yet. I’m not trying to be difficult, but it’s starting to feel like a test, or like I’m being set up to fail.