My MIL Put Spyware in My Phone — She Didn’t Like My Surprise in Response
Living with my mother-in-law has been a nightmare. But when she insisted on fixing my broken phone, I thought it was a small step toward mending our strained relationship. Little did I know that her helpful gesture would lead to a shocking discovery that forced me to confront her schemes and ultimately redefine our household’s boundaries.
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My life has been hell ever since my Mother-In-Law (MIL) moved in with me and my husband. My name is Emily, 25, and I have been married to my husband Andrew, 28, for five years now. We stay with my MIL, Sophia, who moved in with us due to ill health about three years ago.
From the day I married her son, she made it clear that she thought I wasn’t good enough for him. Our relationship was strained at best, and we did our best to stay out of each other’s paths to keep the peace at home.
Two women who are not getting along | Source: Vecteezy
Now, a few months ago, I broke my phone, and my MIL, who was watching me closely on that day, had a whole rant about how “irresponsible I was” and how I should act “more mature.” Sophia complained incessantly about the cost of fixing the phone, grumbling about how much money I was wasting and how this could have been avoided if I had been more careful.
A mother-in-law repremanding her son’s wife | Source: Pexels
Yet, despite her constant complaints, she was surprisingly adamant about taking my phone to get it fixed herself since she stayed at home. I was a bit confused about why she wanted to go so badly, but I just let her go, as I thought she was making a kind gesture to bring us close. She came back with my phone fixed, and everything seemed normal.
A woman using her working phone | Source: Pexels
Fast forward two months, I noticed how my phone started to act weird. I asked Sophia if she had taken it to a reputable technician. “Of course,” she said, with a dismissive wave of her hand. “I took it to the best place in town.”
“I’m asking because the phone has been acting really weird,” I explained.
Sophia rolled her eyes and scoffed. “You’re being dramatic, Emily. It’s probably just your imagination.”
A woman trying to figure out what is wrong with her phone | Source: Vecteezy
I decided to leave the matter alone but at work weird data-like things kept popping up on its screen, making it almost impossible for me to use the phone. So, after work, I took the phone to the local tech support kiosk.
To my SHOCK, the tech support guy opened it up and said, “Someone put a chip in your phone.”
I blinked, trying to process his words. “A chip? What do you mean?”
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He pointed at a small, unfamiliar piece of hardware. “This chip allows someone to see your messages, your location, and your emails. It’s a form of spyware.”
My heart raced. “Are you serious? Who would do this?”
He shrugged. “It’s hard to say, but it must be someone who had access to your phone for a while.”
A spyware transmitting data and information | Source: Vecteezy
The only person who could do it was Sophia since my husband worked in another city for three months. I was mad as HELL and as I left the shop, I quickly formulated a plan.
In my mind, I thought, ‘She wants to spy on me? Okay, then I’ll give her something to see.’ So, I decided to leave the chip in my phone.
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I started signing up for adult shops, videos, and other 18+ content. Then, I began driving to men’s clubs and sending explicit messages to my husband, all while knowing my MIL was watching every move. My MIL became increasingly annoying but she couldn’t say anything specific about what was happening.
An annoyed woman | Source: Vecteezy
When my husband came back, my MIL set us at the table and began accusing me of cheating and all the things she had seen.
“I can’t believe this, Emily!” Sophia started, her face flushed with anger. “I’ve seen the messages you’ve been sending to strange men! And the places you’ve been visiting! Adult shops? Men’s clubs? How could you do this to my son?”
A mother-in-law making accusations | Source: Vecteezy
Andrew looked bewildered. “What are you talking about, Mom?”
Sophia continued, her voice rising. “I’ve seen it all on her phone! Explicit messages, shady locations, and subscriptions to all sorts of adult content. She’s been betraying you, Andrew!”
“How do you know all this?” I asked calmly.
She hesitated, then blurted out, “I saw it on your phone! There’s a chip that… well, it shows everything you’re doing!”
A woman using her phone | Source: Pexels
I feigned shock. “A chip? In my phone? How could that happen?” I exclaimed, widening my eyes in disbelief. “Who would do such a thing? This is outrageous! How did it even get there?”
My MIL’s face turned red. “I… I put it there to keep an eye on you. I knew you were up to something! I knew you were not good enough for my son. A liar and a cheat!”
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I smirked a hint of satisfaction in my voice. “Oh, I knew about the chip. And I decided to have some fun with it. You wanted to spy on me? I gave you a show.” I leaned in slightly, my eyes glinting with defiance. “Every adult shop, every explicit message, every shady location—you saw exactly what I wanted you to see. How does it feel to be played at your own game?”
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My husband looked between us, stunned. “You both knew? What the hell is going on?”
My MIL stammered, “She was… she was doing all those things on purpose?”
I nodded, laughing. “Yes. To show you that spying on someone is wrong. You invaded my privacy, and I wanted you to see how it feels to be manipulated.”
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My husband finally spoke, his voice firm. “Mom, this is unacceptable. You can’t just spy on people. We need to have boundaries in this house.”
My MIL, looking defeated, muttered, “I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to go this far.”
“Apology accepted,” I said, “but from now on, let’s respect each other’s privacy. Agreed?”
Mother-in-law and her son’s wife reconclie | Source: Vecteezy
My MIL nodded reluctantly, and my husband added, “We’ll make sure this never happens again.”
And with that, the tension began to dissipate, and we started to rebuild trust, setting clear boundaries for the future.
My Stepdaughters Despised Me as Low-Class and Worthless – Suddenly, They Changed Their Minds
When I fell in love with an older man with three adult children, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. His daughters thought I was with him for his money, but when they discovered the truth about our dynamic, they tried twisting my arm, and I wasn’t having it!
I never imagined falling in love in my forties would come with so much judgment. I’m 43, and I’ve been dating Elon, a 61-year-old widower. He works in banking, and I’m a bartender. Sadly, our relationship made his daughters assume that I was only after his money an opportunistic gold digger.
A happy bartender | Source: Midjourney
I understand how, to Amanda and Claire, on the surface, it looks like a cliché, a younger woman with an older, wealthier man. His two daughters certainly thought I was looking for financial gain, while their brother, Mark, was the only one who welcomed and accepted me warmly without knowing anything about my financial standing.
What his daughters didn’t know was that they couldn’t have been more wrong about me and their father’s situation. Elon isn’t wealthy anymore. In fact, he’s broke. Meanwhile, I have a trust fund and many thriving businesses.
A well-off bartender | Source: Midjourney
The truth is that bartending is something I do because I enjoy it, not because I need the paycheck. Elon’s financial struggles aren’t because he was careless with money. He actually sacrificed everything for his late wife during her battle with cancer.
Three times, the cancer came back, and each time Elon fought harder, pouring every resource into treatment. This wonderful man maxed out six credit cards, took out a second mortgage, and drained his retirement savings to give her every possible chance.
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His only goal was to make sure she lived long enough to see their daughters get married, but he failed. His wife passed away a few years before we started dating. Now, he’s left with mounting debts, while his daughters live comfortably in their own suburban bubbles.
The pair live six hours away with their fiancés, and for the past two Christmases, Elon and I made the long drive to visit them. Both times, I was met with cold shoulders and passive-aggressive remarks!
Mean-looking sisters | Source: Midjourney
Amanda and Claire would ignore me, pull their father away when he tried to include me in conversations and ensure their fiancés avoided me too. The duo constantly portrayed themselves as coming from some sort of high-class family.
Periodically, they dropped rude comments about me being “just a bartender” and having nothing. They’d say things like, “At your age, being 40, it’s sad to be just that.” Elon tried to defend me as best he could.
An upset man | Source: Midjourney
The first year of our Christmas visit, Elon called them out for their behavior. They apologized, but only to him, but excused their behavior by saying it was hard to see their dad with someone who wasn’t their mom.
Because I loved Elon and saw a future with him, I decided to be understanding. Grief can twist emotions. But the second year was even worse! The thinly veiled comments about my bartending work became more direct.
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Amanda once laughed and said, “At your age, it’s kind of sad to be just that. Waiting for a handout from our dad.”
Claire smirked but didn’t disagree. I didn’t correct them. I didn’t tell them about my trust fund or my businesses. I didn’t see the point. I don’t like boasting, and frankly, they didn’t deserve to know.
I wanted Elon’s children to like me for who I am, not what I have or can give them or their father financially. Little did I know that a gift to their father would change the relationship between me and them forever.
A happy man in a new car | Source: Midjourney
This year, I told Elon I wasn’t going. I couldn’t put myself through that humiliation again. He looked torn, saying, “I wish you’d come. It’s Christmas.”
“I can’t, my love. They don’t respect me. Why should I keep showing up to be ignored?”
He sighed. “I don’t want to do this without you, plus you know my back’s been acting up. The drive’s hard alone in that ratched car without someone to help.”
Not wanting to come between him and his family, I insisted he go alone and decided to make things easier for him.
A concerned woman | Source: Midjourney
His car had seen better days and wasn’t as comfortable for his problematic back. My brother owns a car dealership, so I leased a luxury car for him, something safe with comfortable seats for the long drive.
When Elon mentioned the car to his daughters, they exploded! They accused him of spending “their mother’s money” on me and wasting it on a “stupid car” instead of helping with their upcoming weddings. Their entitlement was astounding!
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They didn’t know Elon was drowning in debt or that I had paid for the car, and he couldn’t get a word in edgewise to correct their misgivings! But that wasn’t the worst of it…
Elon’s son, Mark, lived in a different country, and because of his son’s medical issues, he’d never attended holidays at his sisters’ in recent years. His life hasn’t been easy with his young son, Ethan, struggling with serious health problems, and the medical bills were piling up.
A father with his ailing son | Source: Midjourney
Mark and his wife, Sarah, had to sell their car just to keep up with treatments. They were stuck, isolated, struggling. Hearing about it broke my heart. Elon didn’t ask me to help. He barely mentioned it. But I couldn’t shake the image of Ethan and his parents stranded without a car.
So, I bought them one. It wasn’t extravagant, just a reliable SUV to get them to doctor appointments and back. I didn’t say a word to anyone about it except Elon. I didn’t do it for recognition. But the news got out.
A happy couple with a new car | Source: Midjourney
When Amanda and Claire heard about the car, naturally, they assumed Elon had bought it. They were furious!
“Why would Dad buy them a car and not help us with our weddings?” Amanda whined.
When Elon told them the truth, that I had bought the car, they went quiet. Then, suddenly, they seemed to have a change of heart and called me on their father’s phone wanting to meet. They told me and Elon that they wanted to apologize, to “clear the air.”
An upset father talking to his daughter | Source: Midjourney
I agreed to meet them but only as a test. Elon was hopeful, but I wasn’t. When they arrived at my house, which Elon lived in with me after losing the one he shared with his late wife, at first, they seemed sincere.
Amanda smiled tightly, saying, “We’re sorry. We misjudged you.”
Claire nodded. “It was wrong of us. Thank you for helping Mark. It means a lot.”
I wanted to believe them. For a moment, I thought maybe this was progress…
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Then Amanda leaned forward, voice soft and casual.
“Oh, by the way… with our weddings coming up, it’d be AMAZING if you could help with some of the costs. Nothing huge, of course.”
Claire jumped in.
“Yeah, just a little something. You’ve already been so generous.”
And there it was! The real reason they wanted to meet!
I smiled politely. “No.”
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Amanda’s smile vanished. Her face turned red. “Are you serious?! After everything you did for Mark?”
Claire’s expression twisted. “You’re such a hypocrite! You act all generous, but you’re selfish!”
When Amanda slammed her glass down, causing her wine to splash across the table, Elon tried to cut in, but she cut him off! “Unbelievable!” she shrieked before storming out.
Claire leaned in, eyes narrowed. “You’ll regret this. Don’t think we’re just going to let you ruin everything.”
Then she left, slamming the door behind her!
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Elon sat in stunned silence.
“I told you they’d react like this,” I said quietly.
He stared at the empty doorway, then at me. His shoulders sagged. “I didn’t want to believe it.”
“They’ve had every chance to treat me like family, Elon. They don’t care about me. They only care about what I or you can give them.”
He nodded slowly. For the first time, I saw relief in his eyes, like he’d been holding onto some false hope and finally let it go.
A defeated man | Source: Midjourney
Later that night, Mark called, and his father put him on loudspeaker. “Thanks again for the car, Sandra! It’s already made life so much easier!”
Elon quickly filled him in on the failed meeting with his sisters, and his reply was, “I don’t know how you deal with Amanda and Claire! You are a saint!”
I laughed. “I’m not a saint, Mark. I just know where to draw the line.”
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Since then, Elon’s relationship with his daughters has been distant. He’s reached out, but they keep their conversations short. I feel bad for him, but I can’t fix that. The greatest thing about what happened during that meeting was that Elon’s focus had finally shifted!
We started planning small weekend getaways, enjoying quiet nights in, and reconnecting with Mark’s family! Ethan even calls me “Auntie” now, and that melts my heart!
A happy woman with a little boy | Source: Midjourney
I decided that Amanda and Claire could think what they wanted. I know the truth, and so does Elon. That’s enough. Our relationship isn’t built on money or appearances. It’s built on trust, respect, and love. And for the first time, I feel truly at peace.
A happy woman | Source: Midjourney
While Sandra’s boyfriend’s children didn’t accept her for who she is, in the following story a man with a stepdaughter struggled with their relationship. Then one day she invited him out but acted strangely, when she finally revealed the truth behind her behavior, the pair shared the warmest hug!
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