Uma noiva, devastada pela humilhação infligida por sua sogra e seu noivo, encontrou um salvador inesperado em sua doce e idosa avó. Persuadida por sua avó, a garota deixou a cidade para respirar e se curar. Mas quando ela retornou dois anos depois, ela ficou chocada com o que descobriu.
Um jovem pede sua namorada em casamento ao pôr do sol. | Foto: Getty Images
Em 18 de maio de 2019, uma mulher anônima compartilhou sua história no fórum “Nuclear Revenge” do Reddit. A mulher e seu namorado compartilhavam um amor que durou nove anos. O relacionamento deles resistiu ao teste do tempo e, no sétimo aniversário, ele a pediu em casamento, trazendo lágrimas de alegria aos seus olhos.
Eles então planejaram meticulosamente o casamento, mas decidiram esperar dois anos, esperando economizar o suficiente para a celebração dos sonhos e o futuro juntos. Embora suas famílias estivessem muito felizes, a sogra da mulher, a quem ela se referia como “CM”, parecia guardar um rancor inexplicável contra ela.
Uma jovem mulher discutindo com sua sogra. | Foto: Shutterstock
Desde o início, o CM foi abertamente desdenhoso, chamando a autora da postagem de interesseira e, pior ainda, de prostituta, apesar da carreira de sucesso da mulher e do respeito que sua família tinha na comunidade.
Um cliente testemunhou o confronto e imediatamente alertou o gerente da loja e a segurança.
Como o casamento deu errado?
Nos meses que antecederam o casamento, CM teve um prazer malicioso em semear o caos. Ele se intrometeu nos detalhes do casamento, mudando convites, arranjos de assentos e até mesmo o menu sem consultar o casal.
Um casamento ao ar livre. | Foto: Pexels
Cada mudança forçava a mulher a se apressar e retificar a situação, muitas vezes com custo duplo. Em meio à confusão, o apoio inabalável dos avós do noivo e da própria avó forneceram uma âncora muito necessária.
As provocações de CM se intensificaram, chegando até mesmo ao vestido de noiva premiado da mulher. O vestido, um trabalho de amor, foi feito à mão pela melhor amiga de sua mãe, que era como uma segunda mãe para ela. Levou um ano e três meses para ser concluído, tornando-o uma obra-prima premiada. No entanto, a audácia de CM não tinha limites.
Um vestido de noiva branco. | Foto: Pexels
Dois meses antes do casamento, CM roubou o vestido e o destruiu cruelmente, deixando a mulher em estado de choque e desespero. O dia do casamento chegou, mas o noivo estava conspícuo por sua ausência, deixando a mulher devastada. CM aproveitou a oportunidade para humilhá-la ainda mais.
A angústia das mulheres
Em meio à angústia, a autora do post descobriu que seu noivo estava tendo um caso de um ano com uma amiga em comum que ele chamava de “UH”. Encorajado pelo apoio de CM, UH a atormentou abertamente, gabando-se de seu relacionamento com o agora “ex-noivo sem coragem” (SF) da mulher e espalhando rumores maliciosos sobre ela. Seus ataques se estenderam à família dela, questionando sua integridade e honra.
Uma noiva chora ao olhar para sua família. | Foto: Shutterstock
Apesar da fúria da mulher, ela inicialmente se conteve, seguindo o conselho da avó para não agravar ainda mais a situação. Seu desespero chegou a um ponto crítico, levando-a a considerar vingança.
A vingança épica da vovó
A autora do post confidenciou à sua sábia avó, que a aconselhou a não retaliar. Em vez disso, a avó defendeu uma retirada estratégica. Confiando no julgamento da avó, a mulher deixou sua cidade natal, rompendo laços com todos, exceto com sua amada avó.
A avó da noiva. | Foto: Shutterstock
Quando ela retornou depois de dois anos, ela descobriu as consequências devastadoras das ações de CM e UH. A ausência deles havia cobrado seu preço de sua avó, cujo sorriso antes radiante havia desaparecido, substituído por uma expressão melancólica. No entanto, quando a verdade sobre CM, UH e SF veio à tona, sua avó revelou seu lado astuto.
O caso de UH com um chefe casado levou a um divórcio complicado, à revogação de sua licença por torpeza moral e a repercussões legais por desvio de fundos de seu local de trabalho. O casamento de CM desmoronou quando seu marido, antes tímido, pediu o divórcio, buscando escapar de sua influência tóxica.
Uma mulher enterra o rosto nas mãos de vergonha. | Foto: Unsplash
SF estava prestes a receber uma grande promoção, prestes a assumir como chefe do departamento. Esta oportunidade era monumental, considerando que o tornaria o chefe mais jovem da história da empresa. No entanto, toda a perspectiva foi desfeita pelo escândalo e pelo relacionamento familiar próximo entre o chefe de SF (que por acaso era o marido da segunda mãe da mulher).
Homem frustrado sentado no escritório com as mãos na cabeça. | Foto: Shutterstock
Quanto ao que aconteceu com seu ex-noivo, a mulher relembrou: “SF não foi demitido do emprego porque o chefe achou que seria uma saída fácil, e porque minha avó disse ao chefe que demitir SF seria ‘errado e pouco profissional’ e usou sua doce carta de velhinha novamente.”
Vovó ataca novamente
Em uma breve atualização da postagem original , a mulher disse que sua avó encontrou UH no supermercado e iniciou o que pareceu ser uma conversa amigável. Apesar do comportamento educado de sua avó, UH reagiu agressivamente, levantando a voz. Um comprador observou o confronto e imediatamente alertou o gerente da loja e a segurança.
Os olhos de uma mulher mais velha | Foto: Pexels
Quando questionada sobre o incidente, UH relatou o encontro com raiva. A avó, pensativa, aliviou a tensão fingindo que havia recorrido a UH para obter ajuda para encontrar o óleo de cozinha certo, usando seu esquecimento como desculpa. O gerente ficou do lado da avó, e os espectadores se apresentaram para oferecer ajuda e apoio, deixando UH visivelmente desconfortável.
Comentários dos leitores
“Então a avó causou a destruição do casamento de CM, destruiu a palavra e a reputação de CM e SF, resultando no isolamento deles de seus respectivos grupos de colegas, revelou que UH estava tendo um caso e eliminou as chances de SF na promoção que ela tanto queria. Isso é absolutamente uma vingança nuclear!”, comentou um usuário do Reddit.
“SF acabou sozinho e humilhado depois que sua garota o traiu com seu chefe, sua mãe acabou sozinha, e a putinha está grávida de um cara que perdeu tudo em um divórcio, os dois foram pegos roubando e podem acabar presos. Nada como o bom e velho karma”, disse outro.
My Husband Missed the Birth of Our First Child — After Discharge, I Returned to an Empty House and a Creepy Note in the Crib
When Elena is in hospital, ready to give birth to her and Michael’s first baby, she finds herself alone with her mother. Michael was simply nowhere to be found. Upon discharge, Elena walks into the house hoping to find Michael there with an explanation. Instead, she finds a note from Michael blaming Elena’s mother for his disappearance. Where is Michael and what happened?
I always thought that the happiest day of my life was the day I married Michael. But then we found out that I was pregnant, and I figured that the day I gave birth to our baby was going to be the happiest.
A woman holding a pregnancy test | Source: Midjourney
Little did I know that it would be the beginning of a nightmare. Michael had promised me that he would be there, holding my hand as we welcomed our first child into the world.
We had planned every detail together, from the music that would play in the delivery room to the tiny hat he would place on our baby’s head.
But when the time came, Michael just wasn’t there.
A pregnant woman sitting on a hospital chair | Source: Midjourney
I remember the nurses’ sympathetic smiles as they assured me that he was probably just delayed. With each passing minute, the sinking feeling in my stomach grew worse.
I had been calling him for hours, leaving desperate voicemails, but there was no response. As the contractions intensified, so did my fear. Was I really about to do this by myself? What could have kept him from being here?
A close up of a worried woman | Source: Midjourney
“Come on, Michael,” I said through gritted teeth.
When my daughter arrived, I was overwhelmed with joy, but it was tainted by the empty spot beside me where my husband should have been. Where was Michael? Why hadn’t he shown up?
My mother was with me throughout, holding my hand when Michael should have been, but I could see the worry in her eyes, too. And if she knew anything, she certainly didn’t tell me.
A smiling older woman | Source: Midjourney
“Just relax, Elena,” my mother said. “Focus on Emily now. And yourself; your body needs a moment.”
“I know,” I said. “I’m just worried.”
After two days in the hospital, I was finally discharged. My mother helped me carry Emily to the car, and we headed home. The ride was silent, and my mother kept drumming her fingers against the steering wheel.
A close up of a woman in a car | Source: Midjourney
I tried to keep myself calm, telling myself that there must be a reasonable explanation for Michael’s absence. Maybe something happened at work. Maybe he’d had an accident and was away in another hospital.
The scenarios grew wilder with each mile we drove.
But nothing could have prepared me for what I found when we got home.
The driveway leading to a house | Source: Midjourney
The house was eerily quiet. I pushed open the door, half-expecting Michael to be waiting inside with some excuse that I could forgive after seeing the look on his face.
“Michael?” I called out, my voice echoing through the empty rooms. “Michael, are you here?”
No answer.
A postpartum woman standing in a doorway | Source: Midjourney
“Be quiet, Elena,” my mother said. “Emily is sleeping.”
I ignored her and hurried upstairs. I had to check the nursery; maybe he was in there, just waiting for us to come home. We had spent weeks perfecting our daughter’s nursery to exactly how I envisioned it throughout my pregnancy.
But when I opened the door to the nursery, my breath caught in my throat.
A close up of a shocked woman | Source: Midjourney
The room was almost empty. The crib was there, but all the decorations, the stuffed animals, our daughter’s outfits, and the blankets we had lovingly chosen together were gone. All that remained was a single piece of paper, placed neatly inside the crib.
I love you and our baby, Elena. But I have to leave forever. Ask your mom why she did this. I’ve taken some of Emily’s things to remember you both.
A piece of paper in an empty crib | Source: Midjourney
I stared at the note, my mind struggling to make sense of the words. What did Michael mean? Why did he have to leave? And what did my mother have to do with any of this?
“Mom!” I shouted, trying to get down the stairs as fast as my postpartum body would allow. I clutched onto the note tightly as I thundered into the living room where she was sitting on the couch with Emily asleep in her arms.
An older woman holding a newborn | Source: Midjourney
“What is this?” I demanded, thrusting the note at her. “What did you do? Where is my husband?”
She looked at me with heavy eyes. And for a moment, I saw a flicker of something I couldn’t quite place. Guilt? Regret?
“I didn’t want you to find out this way…” she said quietly.
A close up of an older woman | Source: Midjourney
“What? Find out what?” I nearly screamed at her. “What are you talking about? Tell me now!”
She took a deep breath as if steeling herself for what she was about to say.
“I found out something about Michael, honey. And it was just too big to keep to myself. He needed to know that I knew.”
“Knew what? Why are you talking in riddles?” I asked closing my eyes, suddenly exhausted.
A close up of a woman with closed eyes | Source: Midjourney
“He’s been having an affair, darling,” she said. “With someone from his office. Imagine the nerve.”
The words hit me like a physical blow, and I had to sit down quickly.
“No, Mom,” I found myself saying. “That can’t be true at all. Michael wouldn’t do that to us. He loves me! And he’s been so excited about our baby and growing our little family!”
A close up of a shocked woman | Source: Midjourney
“I wish it wasn’t true, darling. Do you think I enjoyed being right?” she asked softly. “I overheard him talking to someone on the phone. They were talking about meeting at a motel. I confronted him about it, and he admitted it. He’s been seeing his boss, a woman who’s much wealthier than we could have ever dreamed. She’s been offering him things he couldn’t refuse.”
“You mean… the promotion? It wasn’t just hard work? And the car wasn’t just because he made a big deal for the company?” I gasped.
A smiling man sitting in his office | Source: Midjourney
My chest felt tight, like all the air had been sucked out of the room.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked, tears streaming down my face as my lower pelvis ached. “Why didn’t you give me the chance to talk to him? A chance to fix it?”
“Oh, honey,” my mother said soothingly. “I gave him the chance. I told him that he had to tell you everything or leave, for good. I knew that if he told you everything, it would mean that he was still a good man with redeeming qualities. But see this? He chose to leave you, to leave Emily.”
A close up of an upset woman | Source: Midjourney
For a moment, I didn’t want to believe my mother. I wanted to believe Michael, and that there was more to this story. How else could my mother have sat there during my labor, holding my hand while knowing the truth?
It made no sense to me.
Well, one thing made sense to me. My mother had never really taken to Michael in the way I had hoped. She tolerated him and liked that he took care of me. But there was nothing beyond that. They had no other relationship beyond me.
What if my mother just wanted him out?
Unknowingly, I said all these thoughts out loud.
An upset woman holding her head | Source: Midjourney
“Really? Elena! You think I’d purposely hurt my daughter and jeopardize her relationship with her father?” my mother cried. “He hurt you by choosing to have an affair. I can tell you everything you need to know, but I need you to believe me.”
This couldn’t be happening. My husband, the man I had trusted with my life, had betrayed me, and my mother had forced him to leave without giving me the chance to even hear him out.
“You shouldn’t have taken that choice away from me,” I said. “You should have let me decide what to do!”
My mother gripped my thigh tightly.
An upset woman | Source: Midjourney
“I’m so sorry, Elena,” she said. “I thought I was doing the right thing. I didn’t want you to suffer more than you already did; this pregnancy was a lot on your body and mind, my darling.”
She seemed earnest enough, but I couldn’t help but be angry with her. All I could think about was how everything I had known, everything I had believed in, had been ripped away in an instant.
My husband was gone, and probably off with his mistress, my mother had betrayed my trust, and I was left alone with a newborn and a broken heart.
A silhouette of a couple | Source: Midjourney
Emily’s eyes opened, and before I knew it, her little mouth twisted into a cry.
“She’s hungry,” my mother said. “Maybe one day, when Emily goes through something where she needs her mother to protect her more than give her a choice, you’ll understand why I did what I did.”
I nodded.
A crying baby girl | Source: Midjourney
“I’m sure you’re right, Mom,” I said, slipping my shirt off my arm to feed my little girl. “But I need some space for a little while. I need to adjust to being a single parent right now.”
“But you’re not alone, Elena!” my mother exclaimed. “Michael may have chosen to leave you, but I’m still here. I’m right there to love and support you. And your little girl.”
“I know that,” I said. “But this is the choice I’m making.”
“I’ll make you some food and then I’ll leave,” my mother said. “Please, let me do that. Let me plan meals for a week. Okay?”
A woman in the kitchen | Source: Midjourney
“Fine,” I said, grateful for the assistance even though I didn’t want to look at her.
In the days that followed our hospital return, I thought about Michael’s behavior closer. Of course he was having an affair. There were endless late nights and shared dinners with “colleagues over business.” It was clear now, that during those intimate hours, Michael and his boss were becoming closer.
I tried to contact Michael many times, but it always went to voicemail. Until one day, when he answered by accident. I could tell he had no intention of answering the phone because his voice was thick with sleep.
“Michael?” I asked.
“Elena?” he gasped.
“Is it true?” I asked.
A sleepy man talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney
“Yes. All of it,” he said. “I’m not coming back. I was excited to start my life with you and our baby, but I’ve grown to love Gretchen and our lives together. I have to give this a chance. And the least I can do is transfer the house to your name only. Gretchen’s lawyers will do it soon.”
I couldn’t believe my ears.
Michael never contacted me again, and I didn’t reach out either. He disappeared from my life as quickly as he had entered it. But at least my daughter didn’t meet him and get to experience any of that.
She was safely away from Michael.
A smiling woman holding her baby | Source: Midjourney
What would you have done?
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My MIL Thought I Was Cheating on Her Daughter and Tried to Teach Me a Harsh Lesson
When Mike plans a surprise weekend away for his and Steph’s anniversary, he hires an event planner to do most of the work. But when a nosy mother-in-law catches wind of Mike with another woman, things get out of control…
So, let me set a scene for you. It’s hilarious now, but it was anything but when it actually happened.
A man laughing | Source: Midjourney
I’m Mike and I’ve been happily married to my wife, Steph, for ten years. We had a perfect little life with our eight-year-old son, Jack. Steph and I are the kind of couple that people envy.
As lame as it sounds, we have been completely in sync since we got married, finishing each other’s sentences, the whole deal.
Or at least, we were until my mother-in-law, Karen, got involved.
A happy couple | Source: Midjourney
“I’m going to surprise Mom for our anniversary,” I told Jack when we were kicking a ball around outside one afternoon.
“Just don’t decide on having another kid,” Jack said, giggling as he spoke.
Well, I didn’t plan on that, but I did want to surprise Steph with a romantic weekend getaway to celebrate our anniversary.
A father and son playing with a ball | Source: Midjourney
I wanted everything to be perfect, so I hired an event planner to hold down the fort.
“Catherine,” I told her when I sat across from her in her office. “I need this weekend to be perfect. I know that it’s small scale compared to the events you plan, but I need it to be perfect for Steph. She deserves this.”
Catherine beamed, and I thought she actually looked quite beautiful. Not as beautiful as my wife, but lovely nonetheless.
A smiling woman sitting at her desk | Source: Midjourney
She was great to work with too. She was professional, attentive, and yes, attractive.
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
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