“I’m fine, thanks,” I smiled, totally mesmerized by my son’s choice. “You look wonderful, Layla!”
At that moment, I had no clue how this woman would soon come into our lives and pull my son away from me. She seemed so nice; I never would have guessed just how cunning she really was.
Toby and Layla tied the knot just six months after our first meeting. I was so happy for my son as he started a new chapter of his life, and my heart was full of good wishes for him. I remember how I couldn’t stop weeping when my boy said his vows like a grown-up man.
Not long after the wedding, Toby and Layla invited me over to their place for lunch. I thought it would be a nice bonding session with my daughter-in-law since it was just the three of us, but it was anything but that.
Toby had asked me to be there at 2 p.m., but I arrived about 10 minutes late, and Layla took that as an opportunity to create a scene.
“Why are you so late, Jennifer?” she asked as soon as I stepped inside the house. I couldn’t see Toby anywhere near the entrance. “I’ve been waiting for you for so long!”
“I… I got late because of the traffic,” I stammered, taken aback by the unexpected confrontation.
“I don’t like hosting people who can’t value my time,” she muttered.
“I’m sorry for that, Layla,” I apologized. “But it was just 10 minutes.”
“I don’t care if it was 10 minutes or 10 hours,” she shot me an angry look. “You need to be on time when you come to my place, underst—”
“Oh, Mom! You’re here!” Toby interrupted. “How are you, my lovely lady?”
“I’m fine, Toby,” I said, hugging him, still reeling from Layla’s behavior. “How are you, my love? Looks like you haven’t been eating well.”
“Nah, I’m good, Mom,” he smiled. “What were you guys talking about?”
“Your wife was say—”
“Nothing, babe,” Layla cut me off. “I was just telling her how beautiful she looks today.”
“Yeah?” Toby’s gaze shifted from his wife to me. “My mom always looks the best!”
At that point, I was stunned by Layla’s behavior. Why was she being so sweet to me in front of Toby? And why didn’t she let me tell him what she had said earlier?
I spent the rest of the afternoon at their house, observing how Layla effortlessly switched on her sweet personality whenever Toby was around. But when he wasn’t looking, she’d throw mean remarks to make me feel unwelcome.
That day marked the beginning of my strained relationship with my daughter-in-law.
Then, one day, I noticed how Toby began taking her side whenever Layla and I argued in front of him.
“Layla’s right, Mom,” Toby said one day when we were at a restaurant deciding what to order for dinner. “We don’t need a large bowl of salad. It’s just the three of us. We’ll manage with a small bowl.”
“See, I’ve been telling your mother to order the small bowl, but she never listens to me,” Layla chuckled. “I don’t know why she never trusts me.”
She played the victim in front of him, and my poor boy always fell for it. I don’t blame him; he had seen his father always side with me. But I wasn’t like Layla. I wasn’t pretending to be a good daughter-in-law in front of my husband.
Layla’s behavior toward me didn’t change until the day she called me. I was genuinely surprised to see her name on my phone screen.
“Hi, Jen!” she chirped through the phone.
Jen? I thought. That’s weird.
“Hi, Layla,” I played along, trying to sound as sweet as possible. “How are you?”
“I’m good,” she said. “I was wondering if I could borrow your car tomorrow. Would that be okay with you?”
“My car?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she sighed. “Actually, I was supposed to visit my friend today. She lives a few hours away, but I couldn’t go because my car broke down. The mechanic says it’ll take a few days before he can fix it.”
“Oh, my! Sounds like there’s a major problem,” I said, genuinely concerned.
“I was so upset, but then Toby suggested I ask if you could lend me your car for a day,” she continued. “I’ll be back in a week.”
A week? I thought. That’s a lot.
But I felt bad for her. She sounded desperate, and she mentioned Toby had suggested it, so I didn’t want to let her down. I also saw it as a chance to mend our relationship.
“Sure, I don’t mind,” I said. “You can come over today if you want.”
And that was one of the biggest mistakes of my life.
A week later, Layla and Toby returned my car, but I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw it. It was covered in scratches, dents, and dust. And the inside? It smelled like rotten onions!
“What have you done to my car?” I spat out. “What happened?”
“Excuse me?” she said, squinting her eyes as if I’d said something outrageous. “What did I do to your car? It was like this when I picked it up the other day.”
“Stop it, Layla!” I yelled at her. “Stop lying.”
“You think I’m lying?” she snapped, turning to Toby. “Babe, look at her! She’s accusing me of lying! How dare she?”
“Mom, Layla’s right,” Toby said. “She told me your car was like this when she picked it up the other day. She’s not lying.”
“Toby? Are you serious?” I stared at him in shock, realizing there was no point in arguing with them.
I had no proof, and neither did she. But Toby sided with her because he was so blindly in love with her.
I realized that arguing might even push my son away, so I decided to teach Layla a lesson instead. I spent the night researching online and stumbled across an incredible idea. A quick call to the nearby pet shop, and my plan was in motion.
The next night, I drove over to their place armed with animal attractant sprays. I carefully sprayed them all over their backyard, driveway, and front porch, making sure to stay out of sight.
With the lights off, I knew they were asleep. I quickly executed my plan and quietly drove away, feeling a mix of nerves and satisfaction.
I was certain this would teach Layla not to mess with me again.
The next morning, I woke up to my phone ringing. It was Toby.
“Mom, I need help!” he cried over the phone.
“What happened, honey?” I asked, feigning ignorance. “Are you okay?”
“We just woke up, and it’s awful here! The yard stinks, and wild animals have turned our place into a toilet! The whole house smells horrible, and we don’t know what to do!”
I secretly smirked, listening to him rant about the mess. The irony was delicious.
“Oh, my!” I pretended to be surprised. “That sounds horrible. I guess that’s what happens when you ruin someone else’s property.”
I don’t know if Toby caught my meaning, but I’m sure his clever wife knew those animals didn’t show up by chance. She had to know it was me, her oh-so-nice mother-in-law, who never fought back before.
Since that day, Layla hasn’t dared to mess with me. We met at a dinner once, and she didn’t try to be rude or complain about me wasting her time. Meanwhile, Toby started calling me regularly, checking in to see how I was doing.
I guess my dear husband Nathan was right after all. My son did need me to pull him out of the trance Layla had drawn him into. He needed me to stand up for myself and set a boundary his wife wouldn’t dare cross again.
What would you have done if you were in my place?
Inside George Clooney’s Short-Lived Marriage: Who Was the Woman Who Made Him Avoid Marriage for Years
George Clooney, known for being a charming bachelor, has always captured fans’ attention with his love life. Although he once vowed to never marry again after his first marriage ended, he later found a second chance at love.
Let’s take a look at George’s first wife, whom many of our readers believe is even more beautiful than his current wife, Amal.
Hollywood heartthrob George Clooney had a short-lived marriage that ended in divorce, and he claimed he’d never get married again. However, destiny had other plans. His love story with Amal, from their unexpected meeting to his unforgettable proposal, is truly captivating.
But who was his first wife, and why do fans think she’s even more beautiful than Amal?
This feature explores George Clooney’s relationships with both of his wives, focusing on his unexpected journey to find love with Amal, the public’s view of who is more beautiful, and the differences between the two women. First, let’s look at how George and Amal met in the most unexpected way.
George met Amal unexpectedly through a mutual friend. This chance encounter happened right at his home. Amal was traveling in Italy with a friend who decided to introduce her to George at his place near Lake Como. George’s agent humorously predicted that Amal was “the one” for him, but George laughed it off.
When she arrived, George’s parents happened to be visiting. The two spent the night talking and instantly clicked. Amal later sent George some photos from that visit, starting an email exchange. Soon, George traveled to London to see her and even invited her to a movie scoring session at Abbey Road Studios. Amal, despite her busy schedule, accepted.
George proposed to Amal on April 28, 2014, but it didn’t go as planned. After dating for six months, he set up a romantic dinner with music by his late aunt, singer Rosemary Clooney. George asked Amal to light a candle where he’d hidden the engagement ring. When she saw it, she thought it was left there by mistake. “It was a disaster,” he joked.
After a while, he got down on one knee and said, “I couldn’t imagine spending my life without you.” She was speechless, and after a long moment, he gently asked her again to say yes. Finally, she accepted. Their wedding in Venice in September 2014 was a beautiful event, and George often says how lucky he feels to have found Amal.
When a side-by-side photo of Amal and George’s first wife was posted online, fans shared their thoughts on who is more beautiful. Some thought Amal was elegant and refined, while others believed his ex-wife, Talia, had a more natural beauty. One reader even commented that the two women look like sisters, with many agreeing both are lovely in their unique ways.
Born Amal Alamuddin, Amal is an accomplished international human rights lawyer. She co-founded the Clooney Foundation for Justice with George, working to promote justice worldwide. Amal has taken on high-profile cases at international courts, fighting for victims of human rights abuses and representing victims of war crimes.
Amal also teaches at Columbia Law School and is an author of a leading law textbook. Her education includes degrees from Oxford University and NYU Law. Though her fashion is widely admired, it’s her legal work that defines her.
Before Amal, George was married to actress Talia Balsam. They met in 1984, fell in love, and got married. But the marriage lasted only three years, and George later admitted he wasn’t ready for marriage at the time. Talia has since remarried actor John Slattery, and they have a son together. Both George and Talia have moved on amicably.
George and Amal’s relationship continues to thrive, built on love and mutual respect. In 2017, they welcomed twins, Ella and Alexander. George often expresses how lucky he feels to have found Amal, describing her as the perfect partner and best friend. Even ten years later, their bond is as strong as ever, making them a power couple admired by many.
Comparisons between Amal and Talia highlight their unique qualities, each having had a meaningful impact on George’s life. Both relationships helped shape him into the person he is today.
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