My Friend Talked Trash about My Daughter, So I Made Her Regret It
When lifelong friends Eleanor and Lucy clash over a shocking revelation about their children’s secret relationship, their Monday gatherings take a tense turn. As buried insecurities and long-held grudges surface, their bond faces the ultimate test of loyalty and forgiveness.
Each Monday, we gather at my house with my friends of 55 years, finally resting and chatting after babysitting our grandkids. This week, it was just Lucy and me, savoring the peace.
Eleanor and Lucy drink tea | Source: Midjourney
Suddenly, Lucy burst out, “I’m mad as hell! I’ve been trying to introduce my Barney to that nurse for a year. My dear son decided to do everything on his own. Can you imagine, I found this rag at his apartment?!”
I nearly choked on my tea. I knew those clothes! Lucy waved a red silk shirt and a headband.
Eleanor nearly spits her tea out | Source: Midjourney
“Who wears this? A woman of easy virtue? Oh, God, some girl from the streets has ensnared my son!”
I felt dizzy. Those were 100% my daughter’s clothes! That gorgeous red silk shirt and headband were a gift from me.
The red skirt | Source: Midjourney
“She doesn’t deserve my son. Period. And be sure, I’ll get rid of her!” Lucy declared.
While Lucy was plotting her next move, I created my own plan to teach her a lesson for insulting my daughter.
Lucy judges the girl | Source: Midjourney
“Lucy, maybe there’s an explanation. Barney’s a grown man, after all,” I said.
Lucy huffed. “Explanation? My Barney has poor taste in women, clearly!”
“Don’t you think you’re being harsh? You don’t know her,” I challenged.
Eleanor tries to soften Lucy | Source: Midjourney
“Harsh? Protecting my son isn’t harsh!” she snapped.
“Lucy, you’re jumping to conclusions,” I argued. “You don’t even know who she is.”
“I don’t need to know her! Look at these clothes. They scream trouble,” Lucy insisted.
Lucy doesn’t believe Eleanor | Source: Midjourney
I took a deep breath. “Lucy, let’s not make hasty judgments. Maybe she’s not what you think.”
Lucy glared at me. “Why are you defending her? You don’t know her either.”
“Because everyone deserves a chance. Even if she’s not what you envisioned for Barney, he must see something in her,” I reasoned.
Eleanor calms Lucy down | Source: Midjourney
Lucy’s eyes narrowed. “I’m not convinced. But for now, I’ll play along. I’ll talk to Barney.”
I nodded. “That’s all I’m asking. Just keep an open mind.”
Lucy sighed, “Fine, but if she hurts my son, I won’t stand by and watch.”
Lucy remains judgemental | Source: Midjourney
“I wouldn’t expect you to,” I replied.
We sat in tense silence, each of us lost in thought. This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.
Eleanor talks to her daughter | Source: Midjourney
That evening, after everyone had left, I sat down with my daughter, Emily, in the living room. The warmth of the evening sun filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on her face.
“Emily,” I began gently, “can we talk about something?”
She looked up from her book, curiosity in her eyes. “Sure, Mom. What’s up?”
Eleanor timidly asks who is her daughter’s partner | Source: Midjourney
I took a deep breath. “I need to ask you about who you’re dating.”
Emily blushed, a shy smile playing on her lips. “Oh, Mom, I didn’t want to say anything yet, but… I’m dating Barney.”
I nodded, trying to keep my voice steady. “Lucy’s son, Barney?”
Emily admits to dating Barney | Source: Midjourney
She nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, he’s wonderful, Mom. We’ve been seeing each other for a few months now.”
I reached over and took her hand. “Emily, you know Lucy is one of my oldest friends. Things got a bit tense today because she didn’t know it was you.”
Eleanor listens to Emily | Source: Midjourney
Emily’s smile faded a little. “I was worried about that. Barney and I weren’t sure how to tell you and Lucy.”
“Well, it’s out in the open now,” I said, squeezing her hand. “I want you to know that I support you, but this might be a bit tricky to navigate.”
Emily and Barney | Source: Midjourney
Emily nodded, looking relieved but also a bit apprehensive. “I understand, Mom. I really care about Barney, and I hope you and Lucy can work things out.”
“We’ll find a way,” I assured her. “Just be honest with each other and patient with us. We’ll figure it out together.”
Eleanor hugs Emily | Source: Midjourney
Emily hugged me tightly. “Thank you, Mom. That means a lot.”
As I held her, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of worry and hope. This was just the beginning of a new chapter for all of us.
Hopeful Eleanor | Source: Midjourney
The next time Lucy asked about the huge discount from my daughter, who is a dentist and has been treating her teeth for several years, I was ready.
“Eleanor,” Lucy began, “could you please ask your daughter to give me the usual discount for my dental treatment?”
Lucy came to ask for a discount | Source: Midjourney
I looked her straight in the eye and said, “Well, Lucy, a woman of easy virtue, unfortunately, doesn’t deserve to cure your teeth anymore.”
The room fell silent as my words hung in the air. Lucy’s face turned pale. She finally got it and couldn’t believe it was my daughter she had been talking about. She stammered, trying to find the right words.
Eleanor refuses to provide benefits | Source: Midjourney
“I… I’m so sorry, Eleanor. I didn’t know. I was wrong. Of course, I accept her, and I apologize.”
“Lucy, I hope this teaches you to think before you speak. My daughter is a wonderful person, and she deserves respect.”
Lucy nodded, tears forming in her eyes. “I understand, Eleanor. I’ll never speak ill of her again. Please forgive me.”
I nodded, my heart softening just a bit. “I appreciate that, Lucy. Let’s move forward with kindness and understanding.”
Remorseful Lucy | Source: Midjourney
And with that, our group resumed our usual chatter, but there was a new sense of respect and caution in the air. Lucy had learned her lesson, and my daughter’s honor was restored.
Man Divorces Wife After the Birth of Their Fifth Daughter, Accidentally Meets Her Years Later – Story of the Day
Matthew filed for divorce from Anne when she couldn’t give him a son, but he still lived in their house. One day, she met Harry, an old friend from school, and eventually realized how much better she was without Matthew. Years later, Anne accidentally ran into her ex-husband and couldn’t recognize him.
“Oh my God! Harry! It’s so nice to see you!” Anne exclaimed when she accidentally stumbled into her old school friend on the street. She had left her five girls with her mother, a rare break for her, and wanted to get a cup of coffee on the streets of Seattle.
“Anne, it’s lovely to see you too! Hey, would you want to get some coffee and catch up?” Harry answered, and she nodded immediately. They went into the café and chit-chatted until Harry asked about her family.
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“Oh… that’s actually a difficult subject,” she began.
“Well, raising five children is not easy for anyone,” Harry commented, knowing a bit of her from social media and such.
“Matthew? What are you doing here?” she asked, looking at his uniform and the pretzel tray.
“Yeah, sure. That’s hard. But it’s more than that,” Anne continued. “Matthew changed after the birth of our twins. They’re 9 and they barely speak to their father. I think they’re scared of him.”
“I don’t understand,” Harry said.
“Matthew wanted a boy, and we hoped, but we had two beautiful girls instead. That’s why we got pregnant again and again, but we kept having girls. After our fifth daughter was born, Matthew became another man. He filed for divorce, and I don’t know what I’m going to do,” Anne explained about her husband, her hand wiping the sweat forming on her forehead.
“Wow. That’s rough. But think about this, you’ll be better off without him, right? I mean if he hasn’t been speaking to your eldest girls, then he couldn’t have been the best father to the rest. You already raised them on your own,” Harry encouraged. “And now that I’m in Seattle permanently, I could help. You could move in with me.”
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Anne’s jaw dropped. She didn’t expect such an offer from Harry, especially since they had just met again after many years. But she knew back in school that he always had a huge crush on her. Still, that offer was too generous and kind. She couldn’t accept it. She changed the subject, and they talked about his successful life.
Meanwhile, things at her house got even worse over the next few weeks. They were divorcing, but Matthew still lived with her, acting like he was single, partying, making noise at odd hours, waking the girls, and being a menace to them.
Anne would talk to Harry all the time, and his offer still stood. But when Matthew decided to bring a girl over to their marital home, Anne was done. She called Harry, packed, and left the house with all the girls.
Their divorce got more complicated when she took Matthew to court to get their big house back. Despite her living in Harry’s house, her soon-to-be ex-husband didn’t deserve to keep their big home. The judge granted her every request based on Matthew’s horrible lifestyle and gave her full custody without question.
Eventually, she and Harry fell in love, and he bought an even bigger home for their family. When she and the girls moved in with him, she put her house up for rent and stopped thinking about Matthew for many years.
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A year after marrying Harry, Anne had their son, Alan, who was the most beautiful boy in the world, and he had five big sisters adoring him at every moment. Anne couldn’t have been happier.
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More time passed, and one day, she picked Alan up from preschool and decided to drop by the mall to buy him new shoes. The girls were busy with their extracurriculars, so it was only mother and son.
Anne never imagined she would run into Matthew there. He was working at the pretzel shop, in charge of distributing free samples at the mall, and Alan ran up to him asking for some.
“Alan, don’t run away from me like that,” she said to him before catching a glimpse of Matthew’s surprised eyes.
“Anne?”
“Matthew? What are you doing here?” she asked, looking at his uniform and the pretzel tray. It didn’t make sense. Matthew worked in an office as an executive. He earned a decent amount of money. He was required to pay tons in child support, but he never did, and Anne didn’t care. She had more than enough for her girls. But he wouldn’t be able to pay what was required with a minimum wage job at the mall.
“I’m working here,” he said and looked at the boy holding her with one hand and munching on a pretzel with the other. “Is this your son?”
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“Yes, this is Alan,” Anne answered, feeling an intense pride that she had a son that wasn’t his. “He’s Harry’s kid.”
“Oh, nice to meet you, Alan,” Matthew said, looking down and giving the kid a weird look. Of course, it was not Anne’s fault that she gave birth to girls. The sperm determines the gender, and everyone knows that. But Matthew had decided to blame her for years and checked out of their marriage because he wanted a boy, as if gender was important at all.
Luckily, the girls now had an actual father figure, thanks to Harry, who loved them dearly from the first moment they met. They didn’t need him, and Anne never had to see him.
“Listen, Anne. I didn’t want to ask this now. I wanted to take you to coffee or something. But I’m desperate. I lost everything due to my lifestyle, and I was wondering if we could sell our old house,” Matthew asked, his head down in shame.
“Oh… well, it’s currently being rented. But I’ll think about it,” Anne said. “We have to go now. I’ll call you about the house.”
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She grabbed Alan’s hand tightly and walked away from the man who didn’t know what he had thrown away. But she was going to be the bigger person. She sold the house and gave him half its worth, although legally, she could keep the entire thing. But something in her gut told her to do the right thing.
Eventually, Matthew asked to see the girls, but none of them wanted that. The twins were teenagers who grew to hate him, and the rest followed their big sisters’ footsteps. Matthew stopped asking about them and stopped calling after a while. They never saw him again. He wasn’t family.
What can we learn from this story?
- Family is more than just DNA. Matthew didn’t want to be a father to his children, and Harry stepped up for the girls.
- You might regret your actions. Matthew lost everything, including his high-paying job, and it was clear he regretted what he did, but he couldn’t take it back.
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