They say love makes you blind, and I guess I was living proof of that. When my husband, Kyle, quit his job, claiming he was sick, I trusted him without question. I worked harder and gave him every dollar I had. But the truth I uncovered? It shattered everything.
When you love someone, you never expect them to lie. Especially about something as serious as their health. But looking back, I should have seen the signs.
I missed them all until a stranger rolled down her car window and told me something I never saw coming.
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Being a mom and wife has always been my pride and joy. My days were a whirlwind of work, chores, and family time, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
I’m a project manager at a software company, and I really love my job. It pays me enough to support my little family.
Our two boys, Liam and Jake, are my biggest motivators.
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Liam, 12, has a curious mind and a talent for science. He’s always tinkering with gadgets or asking a million questions about how things work. Meanwhile, Jake, 10, is our little athlete. He’s the kind of kid who’s always kicking a soccer ball or racing his bike around the neighborhood.
And then there’s Kyle, my husband of 15 years.
Kyle has always been my rock. He’s the calm to my chaos, the steady presence that keeps our family grounded.
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He worked as an operations manager at a logistics company, a job that kept him busy but provided well for us.
There were times when I’d look at him across the dinner table, watching him laugh with the boys or share stories about his day, and think, I’m so lucky.
Life was good.
But that all changed one afternoon when Kyle walked through the front door, holding a folder in his hands and looking like he’d seen a ghost.
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“Hey, you’re home early,” I said, glancing up from my laptop. But the moment I saw his expression, I knew something was wrong.
His face was pale, his lips pressed tightly together as he set the folder down on the table.
“Kyle? What happened?” I stood and walked over to him, my heart pounding in my chest. “Is everything okay?”
He looked up at me, and his eyes had this look I couldn’t quite figure out.
Was it fear? Regret? I still don’t know.
“Laura,” he began, his voice shaky, “I have muscular dystrophy.”
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I froze. “What?”
He sat down heavily, rubbing his face with both hands.
“I’ve been feeling off for months. I went to the doctor, ran some tests… This is why I’ve been so tired.”
I didn’t know what to say.
“I can’t work anymore,” he continued. “I’ll need expensive treatment, but it’s my only chance.”
For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Muscular dystrophy. The words echoed in my mind, making my stomach twist.
I sat down across from him, reaching for the folder.
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Inside were test results, doctor’s notes, and medical papers. Everything looked serious.
“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. “I didn’t want to tell you like this, but… I need to start treatment. I think we’ll need to cancel the trip with the boys. I hate to do this to them, but…”
I reached across the table, taking his hands in mine. “Kyle, stop. The boys will understand. We’ll figure this out. You’re going to get the treatment you need.”
Tears welled up in his eyes. “I hate that you have to deal with this.”
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“I’m your wife,” I said, squeezing his hand. “We’ll get through this together.”
But as I sat there, staring at those papers, a cold, creeping fear settled over me. How would we afford this?
Later that night, as we lay in bed, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
“We’ll need more money,” I murmured, staring at the ceiling.
Kyle turned to me. “Laura, I don’t want you working yourself to death for me.”
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“I can handle it.” I turned to face him, determination in my eyes. “I’ll get a part-time job after work. We’ll cut back on expenses. You’ll quit your job and focus on your health.”
His lip quivered. “You’d do that for me?”
“Of course.”
The next day, I went to a neighborhood restaurant and got a job cleaning tables in the evenings. After finishing my day at the software company, I’d head straight there to clean.
It was exhausting, but I didn’t care.
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I handed almost all the money I made to Kyle for his treatment. And I could see how he was changing. He looked happier and more relaxed.
Seeing that gave me the strength to keep going, even when I felt like collapsing from exhaustion.
The routine became second nature. Work all day, clean tables at night, and fall into bed exhausted.
I was running on fumes, but every time I saw Kyle smile or heard him say, “Thank you for everything, Laura,” it felt worth it.
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He kept going to his treatments during the weekdays while I was at work.
“It’s best if I go alone,” he’d say. “I don’t want you missing work for this.”
I never questioned it. I trusted him completely.
But then one evening, something strange happened.
I was on my way to the restaurant, clutching my coat against the chilly wind when a white SUV pulled up next to me. The window rolled down slowly and inside sat a striking woman with dark glasses and perfectly styled hair.
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She leaned over the passenger seat. “Are you Laura?”
I froze, tightening my grip on my bag. “Yes… Who’s asking?”
She took off her sunglasses, revealing sharp, piercing eyes. “Is Kyle your husband?”
“Yes,” I said. “Why? Is he okay?”
The woman tilted her head slightly, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. “Oh, he’s more than okay. But you should really check where he goes for his ‘treatments.’ And while you’re at it, look at his bank statements.”
I blinked, stunned. “What? Who are you? What are you talking about?”
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She pressed her lips together like she was debating how much to say.
“Let’s just say I’m doing you a favor,” she said before rolling the window back up. The SUV then drove off, leaving me standing on the sidewalk in a daze.
What the heck was that about?
The whole walk to the restaurant, her words echoed in my mind. Why would a random woman say something like that? And how did she know Kyle?
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When I got home that night, Kyle was already asleep.
I sat at the kitchen table, staring at the clock, my mind racing. Something about that encounter wasn’t sitting right with me.
The next morning, Kyle grabbed his usual bag and kissed me on the cheek before heading out.
“I’ll be back around three,” he said. “I’ve got two procedures today. The other one’s at night.”
“At night?” I asked.
“Yeah, my therapist scheduled a special session today.”
“Okay,” I said, forcing a smile. “Take care.”
As soon as he left, I went straight to his laptop. My hands shook as I opened his banking app. I told myself I wasn’t snooping. I just needed peace of mind.
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But as I scrolled through the transactions, my stomach dropped.
There were no payments to medical facilities. No hospital charges. No doctor’s fees. Nothing.
Instead, I saw restaurant bills, golf club memberships, expensive clothing stores, and even a charge for a weekend trip to a resort I’d never heard of.
What the heck?
I scrolled faster, hoping I was missing something. But it was all there in black and white.
Kyle wasn’t paying for treatments. He was spending our money on luxury items. Things we never discussed. Things I never approved.
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By the time I closed the laptop, I was trembling. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
Later that evening, I decided to follow him when he left for his “special session.”
I stayed a safe distance behind, my heart pounding with every step.
But Kyle didn’t go to a hospital or a clinic.
He went to a small bar downtown. The kind of place where people went to relax and unwind.
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I stood outside that bar, frozen in place, watching Kyle laugh and joke with his friends. It felt like I was watching a stranger. The man inside wasn’t the sick, struggling husband I thought I knew.
He was someone else entirely.
I took a deep breath and stepped closer to the window, just in time to hear him speak.
“I told you I could do nothing for three months,” Kyle said, raising his glass. “And you were wrong!”
His friends burst out laughing, clinking their glasses together.
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“Man, I still can’t believe you pulled this off,” one of them said. “Your wife really bought it?”
Kyle chuckled, leaning back in his chair. “Hook, line, and sinker. Told her I was too sick to work. Now I’ve got all the time in the world to hang out with you guys.”
They laughed again, loud and carefree, while my heart shattered into pieces.
“And she’s still giving you money?” another friend asked, shaking his head in disbelief.
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“Yep.” Kyle took a sip of his wine, looking smug. “She even picked up a part-time job to make sure I’m covered. I gotta say, being married to someone so gullible has its perks.”
His words cut through me like a knife. My mind reeled with images of him sitting at home, watching me rush from one job to the next, while he lived it up with his friends.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I turned around and walked away as tears blurred my vision.
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As I was about to head back home, I saw the same white SUV outside the bar. The woman from before rolled down her window when she saw me.
“Did you see it?” she asked softly.
I nodded, unable to speak.
She sighed. “I’m sorry you had to find out this way. My boyfriend is one of his friends. When I heard what they were doing… I couldn’t stay silent. You deserved to know.”
I wiped my eyes, trying to compose myself. “Thank you.”
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That night, I said nothing to Kyle.
I sat through dinner, listening to his usual stories about “difficult procedures” and “promising results.”
But the next morning, I took action.
I called his office and told them he was well enough to return to work.
Then, I went to the bank and froze our joint account. With the remaining money, I paid off our mortgage and opened a new account in my name.
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When I was done, I sent Kyle a text.
It read, Kyle, treat your vanity and your cruelty — that’s your real illness. Don’t bother coming home.
Then, I packed my things, changed the front door lock, and took the boys with me to my parents’ place. I didn’t want to see Kyle’s face again.
He tried calling me for weeks, but I didn’t talk to him. Instead, I filed for divorce, and now I’m waiting for it to be processed so I can get rid of the man who betrayed me in a way that I could’ve never imagined.
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‘Hey, You’re Fired, Old Man,’ Manager Informs Janitor, Not Knowing He’ll Be Her Boss the Next Day – Story of the Day
A hardworking woman turns into an aggressive and impatient boss after her most recent promotion at a store. She gets away with it until she insults and fires an old janitor.
Nia had recently been promoted to general manager of a major fashion retail outlet. Just a week into her new role, she was already implementing major changes, guided by a binder of ideas she had accumulated over the years.
One morning, Nia addressed her staff.
“Alright, guys. Is everyone clear on the new protocols we’re going to follow?” she asked.
The team responded with nods and gentle affirmations.
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“I don’t want anyone deviating from my guidelines, so here’s what we are going to do,” she continued. “Anybody who fails to follow the new rules — whether it is about uniform, customer greetings, display arrangements, punctuality — will lose their incentive for that month,” Nia declared, her face beaming with pride.
The staff exchanged worried glances. Nia’s drastic measures made them fear for their livelihoods, as even minor mistakes could cost them dearly.
But despite her recent changes, the team respected Nia. They knew her journey from an intern to the top position and admired her dedication to the fashion industry.
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However, with time, Nia’s approach became increasingly problematic. She set unrealistic goals and responded harshly to small errors. Her decisions, like extending shifts and imposing strict rules, were met with silent frustration from the staff. Their only respite, weekends, was now occupied with work. But that wasn’t all.
Nia’s strategies, like reducing loading costs by involving sales staff and limiting employee breaks, pushed the team to their limits. She even banned sitting during shifts and restricted sick leaves, all in the name of creating a good impression for customers.
“We’ll have to show them we are never tired of serving them. And always serve them with a smile. Am I clear?” Nia instructed sternly. She was overly pleased with the way she was conducting things.
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Raised by a single mother, Nia had faced numerous rejections before landing an internship at the fashion outlet. Her dedication to her job and hard work quickly led to her promotion.
From her office, she looked out at the street where she once sought opportunities, determined never to return to those hard days. Under her leadership, the store buzzed with activity, though the staff struggled with the overwhelming workload and strict deadlines she set. Nia was happy until… the work really started taking its toll on the employees.
Over time, her strict management led to a drastic drop in sales, contradicting her ambitious plans. Furious, she confronted her exhausted staff. “Our ratings are dipping. We’ll be ruined at this rate,” she yelled. “Extend your shifts, cut down on breaks… do whatever it takes! We have to boost sales!”
Nia couldn’t understand the sudden decline and increased the workload even more. One day, after a tense client meeting, she found Maya, a saleswoman, asleep on the counter.
“How dare you sleep during work??” Nia yelled.
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Maya, startled and panicked, apologized, but Nia was unforgiving. “Meet me in my office,” she demanded. Gathering the staff, Nia, already upset about the sales, decided to demonstrate her authority.
She fired Maya on the spot, tossing her paycheck at her. The team was shocked but remained silent. They knew Maya was exhausted from overworking, but who would dare to go against Nia? They wanted to keep their jobs.
But as Maya was leaving, Victor, a 68-year-old janitor, spoke up. “Nia, child, I’ve got something to say,” he said calmly, despite Nia’s obvious irritation.
“We’re all happy to help with your vision, Nia,” Victor began, trying to reason with her. “But maybe we could let go of the small mistakes…”
Nia, angered by his audacity to speak up, cut him off. “That’s enough, Victor! Do you think I haven’t noticed your tardiness and long lunch breaks?” she retorted. “And let’s not forget how you arrive late daily!”
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“Nia, there’s a reason why I’ve been coming later than the others…”
Nia couldn’t believe that the older man had interrupted her again. Looking at the other employees stare at her, anticipating her reaction, she decided to put her foot down and set an example once and for all.
“I don’t care about the reason! Let this be an example, folks,” Nia said. “Anyone who makes excuses on my watch will be fired. Hey, you’re fired, old man! Now you can accompany Maya and get lost!”
Maya and Victor left quietly while the rest of the staff watched in dismay, tears in their eyes. Nia’s ruthlessness had reached a new level, leaving everyone in shock.
Though it was the end of Victor’s job at the store, an unexpected turn of events awaited him the next day.
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Mr. Gordon, the owner of the multi-million-dollar store chain,unexpectedly visited his store to address the sudden revenue decline.
“Good morning, everyone! How are things going?” Mr. Gordon asked all the employees.
“It could’ve been much better,” a worker replied, with others nodding.
“What’s up? Aren’t you guys excited for the Christmas holidays?” Mr. Gordon inquired.
“Some of us wanted an extended Christmas break, but Miss Ferguson only allowed two days off,” another employee explained.
Mr. Gordon partially understood what was happening and called Nia to his office.
“Miss Ferguson, our revenue has dropped drastically. What happened? Do you need help?” he asked while they sat across from each other.
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Nia blamed the staff, claiming they were lazy and needed close monitoring.
“I see…We had the same ‘lazy’ staff with us the last month, didn’t we? But everything was much better. We didn’t hire anyone recently, so I don’t understand why they are suddenly acting lazy.”
Mr. Gordon gave Nia a month to improve the situation. As he was leaving, he asked about Victor, the custodian.
“Where’s Victor? I didn’t see him today,” he said.
“He was fired for being late and too old to work,” Nia hesitantly revealed.
Mr. Gordon was shocked. “WHAT? Do you know you fired the co-owner of this store?”
Nia was stunned. “The co-owner? But he’s just a janitor!”
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Mr. Gordon shared a story from his childhood. “I still don’t remember what happened that day…but my father told me I ran after an ice cream van and almost got hit by a car. Victor had seen me while emptying the trash and rushed to my rescue. He pushed me away and saved my life, but he ended up in intensive care after being hit by the car.
“My father, the original owner of this store, offered him a share in the business. Do you know what Victor said when my dad wanted to reward him? ‘I just did what any normal human was supposed to do.’ Victor accepted the offer to become a co-owner because my father kept persuading him, but on one condition. That he would work as a janitor.”
He continued, “Victor lost his wife and child during childbirth and considered the staff here his family.”
Mr. Gordon then dropped a bombshell. “You must apologize to Victor. He’s taking over this unit tomorrow. I’ll come again, and it’s up to Victor to decide whether or not I should fire you.”
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Panicked and fearing for her job, Nia drove to meet Victor, worried about facing him and the challenges ahead. “How will I boost sales in a month? How will I face Victor? It’s his fault, too. Why did he just walk away without telling me who he was? Now, everything is against me. What will I do?” she fretted.
Nia arrived at Victor’s modest home, surprised by its simplicity despite his co-ownership of a lucrative business. She knocked, and Victor greeted her warmly, inviting her in for apple pie.
“Mr. Gordon told me you’d come. Please, make yourself comfortable,” Victor said, unaffected by her previous actions.
Nia felt awkward in the humble setting. Victor, sensing her unease, began to talk about Mr. Gordon’s father’s business philosophy.
“Unlike others, he valued his staff first. He provided nap rooms, bonuses, corporate events, and weekends off and ensured customers didn’t mistreat them. He treated employees like family,” Victor explained.
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Nia shyly nodded, partially realizing what had gone wrong. “But how does that help with the growth of the business? If employees get such perks, how will they work without distractions? Won’t they take it for granted?” she said.
Victor smiled. “When employees love their work, they provide top-notch service, satisfying customers and growing the business. A smart boss finds ways to make employees devoted. He doesn’t fire them.”
As Victor hungrily devoured his pie, he requested Nia to call Maya back to work. “You may never know how fate works for others, Nia. You joined as an intern, but you became the general manager. You may never know what potential a simple salesgirl like Maya can have. Never underestimate and judge others by their appearance or job!”
Nia grinned, and just as she was about to leave, Victor stopped her. “Don’t worry, Nia. I will not fire you. But we will decide later together with all the employees and Mr. Gordon by a vote, alright?”
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Assured she still had a second chance, Nia returned to the store and gathered all the employees in her office. They were afraid about what more rules she was going to impose on them. But none of them had expected to see what was about to happen next.
“Good day, everyone!” Nia began with a smile. Everyone thought it was unusual because she had never greeted them with a smile since day one of her promotion.
“I would like to tell everyone that Victor, the company’s co-owner, will be heading us from tomorrow!”
The employees were shocked at the revelation. Some of them didn’t have a clue that the custodian of their store was their boss.
“Don’t be shocked, guys! I am young and new to this trade, and I made mistakes. I hope you’ll all forgive me for what happened in the last few days. Maya and Victor will be back tomorrow, and we will work as a team. Is that clear?”
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From the next day onward, Nia followed Victor’s advice and implemented Mr. Gordon’s dad’s principles. She treated her employees respectfully and did not show authority over them. She thought more about them and made sure each and every employee loved their job.
As days passed, Nia’s efforts worked in her favor. The employees started giving their best, and as Nia had wanted, the sales for the next quarter surged with impeccable results.
Mr. Gordon was impressed with Nia’s efforts, and with Victor, he decided not to fire her. Five years later, Nia was promoted to the position of CEO of all the outlets.
As for Victor, he chose to keep working as a janitor because he loved his job.
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