Quando meu marido implorou por um filho, ele jurou que seria ele quem ficaria em casa e o criaria para que eu pudesse manter minha carreira arduamente conquistada. Mas no momento em que nosso bebê nasceu, ele mudou de ideia e tentou me forçar a desistir de tudo pelo que trabalhei.
Quando me casei com Nick, pensei que sabia exatamente com quem estava construindo meu futuro.
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Estávamos juntos há cinco anos antes de nos casarmos. Cinco bons anos. Rimos muito, brigamos raramente e sempre sentimos que estávamos no mesmo time.
Nick era charmoso, engraçado e o tipo de cara que podia iluminar uma sala. Ele trabalhava em marketing. Não era exatamente o emprego dos sonhos, mas era estável. Eu, por outro lado, era advogado. Um muito bom. Eu trabalhei para subir em um escritório de advocacia de ponta, lidando com casos de alto perfil e ganhando mais dinheiro do que Nick jamais ganhou.
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E estávamos bem com isso.
A única coisa pela qual Nick parecia realmente apaixonado era ter um filho.
“Já consigo imaginar”, ele dizia. “Ensinando beisebol para ele, consertando um carro juntos, dando a ele todas as coisas que eu nunca tive.”
Ele falava sem parar sobre isso, sorrindo como uma criança. Era tudo o que ele sempre quis.
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Eu? Eu não era contra crianças. Mas também não estava com pressa. Minha carreira era tudo. Eu tinha trabalhado muito duro para chegar onde estava.
Nick nunca me pressionou. Na verdade, foi ele quem fez a maior promessa de todas.
“Quando finalmente tivermos nosso filho, ficarei em casa com ele”, ele me disse um dia. “Você trabalhou duro demais para desistir disso. Eu assumirei o papel de pai em tempo integral.”
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Lembro-me de olhar para ele, tocado.
“Você tem certeza?”, perguntei.
“Claro”, ele disse sem hesitar. “Eu quero isso. Quero estar lá, dia após dia. E você? Continue fazendo o que está fazendo. Seremos o time perfeito.”
Eu acreditei nele.
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E porque eu acreditei nele, eu finalmente disse sim. Começamos a tentar.
Não aconteceu imediatamente. Dois anos se passaram antes que eu finalmente visse aquelas duas linhas rosas. Nick estava nas nuvens.
“Um menino! Eu simplesmente sei!” ele gritou, me levantando do chão e me girando.
Quando o médico confirmou, Nick entrou no modo pai completo. Ele contou a todos. Seus pais, seus colegas de trabalho, seus amigos da academia, até mesmo ao caixa do mercado.
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“Vou ser um pai que fica em casa”, ele dizia com orgulho. “O melhor emprego do mundo.”
Adorei vê-lo tão feliz.
A gravidez não foi fácil, mas saber que Nick estava animado tornou tudo mais fácil. Nós decoramos o quarto do bebê juntos. Ele leu livros sobre cuidados com bebês. Ele até praticou como enrolar um urso de pelúcia uma noite, completamente sério sobre fazer direito.
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Quando as contrações começaram, Nick estava um caco de nervos. Eu estava com dor, exausta e sentindo todas as emoções possíveis, mas quando finalmente segurei nosso filho em meus braços, tudo pareceu valer a pena.
Nick enxugou os olhos. “Ele é perfeito.”
Pensei: É isso. É isso que planejamos. Estamos realmente fazendo isso. Trouxemos nosso filho para casa e, por um tempo, pareceu que o sonho era real. Então as coisas começaram a mudar.
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A primeira semana foi um borrão de noites sem dormir e caos de recém-nascidos. Eu estava exausta, mas continuei me lembrando — Nick consegue. Somos um time.
Mas então as desculpas começaram.
Toda noite era a mesma coisa. O bebê chorava, e Nick hesitava. Se eu não o pegasse no colo imediatamente, Nick suspirava e dizia: “Acho que ele precisa de você mais do que de mim.”
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Começou a aparecer também durante o dia.
“Você pode trocá-lo rapidinho? Acabei de me sentar.”
“Você pode assumir? Ele é exigente e eu estou com dor de cabeça.”
Eu estava exausta, tentando equilibrar os e-mails de trabalho com a amamentação e, ainda assim, dizia a mim mesma que ele estava apenas se adaptando.
Contudo, uma noite, tudo mudou.
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Eu estava sentada no sofá, amamentando nosso filho com um braço e digitando um e-mail com o outro. Um sócio da empresa tinha uma pergunta sobre um caso, e eu não podia me dar ao luxo de ignorá-la.
Nick entrou, encostou-se no batente da porta e me observou por um momento. Então, no tom mais casual, ele disse: “Sinceramente, eu estava pensando… talvez você devesse largar o trabalho. Apenas ficar em casa com ele em tempo integral.”
Dei uma risadinha, pensando que ele estava brincando.
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Quando olhei para cima, ele estava sorrindo.
“Ah, vamos lá”, ele disse. “Você não achou que eu estava falando sério sobre ficar em casa, certo? Todas as mães ficam em casa. Imaginei que isso entraria em ação — você sabe, seu instinto natural ou algo assim.”
Respirei fundo.
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“Nick”, eu disse o mais calmamente que pude. “Você se lembra do que me prometeu? Você disse que eu não teria que desistir da minha carreira. Você disse que seria o pai que ficaria em casa.”
“Os planos mudam”, ele murmurou.
Cerrei o maxilar. “Não. Você mudou.”
Ele deu de ombros, completamente imperturbável. “Eu só pensei… não sei. Imaginei que quando o bebê nascesse, você se sentiria diferente.”
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“Sente-se diferente?” Minha voz estava aumentando agora. “Nick, eu construí minha carreira do zero. Eu não acordei um dia e me tornei um advogado. Eu trabalhei duro. E você sabia disso. Você me prometeu que isso não teria que mudar.”
Nick balançou a cabeça como se eu não estivesse entendendo. “Olha, eu só acho que o bebê precisa mais de você. Não é como se eu estivesse fazendo isso para ser má. Eu só acho que é egoísmo de uma mãe colocar o trabalho antes do filho.”
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Aquela palavra me atingiu como um tapa.
“Egoísta?”, repeti.
“Vamos lá”, ele disse. “Você sabe o que eu quero dizer.”
Olhei para ele, agarrando a borda da mesa com tanta força que meus dedos doeram. Foi isso. O momento em que tudo em mim estalou.
Tudo bem. Eu desistiria. Mas nos meus termos.
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Na manhã seguinte, encontrei Nick na mesa da cozinha, mexendo no celular.
Servi-me de uma xícara de café, sentei-me em frente a ele e falei calmamente.
“Você está certo”, eu disse. “Vou largar minha carreira.”
A cabeça de Nick levantou-se de repente. Seus olhos brilharam como os de uma criança na manhã de Natal.
“Sério?”, ele disse.
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Eu sorri. “Sim. Mas há uma condição.”
Ele se inclinou, esperando por algum acordo bonitinho.
“O dia em que eu pedir demissão será o mesmo dia em que pediremos o divórcio.”
Seu sorriso desapareceu.
“O que?”
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Tomei um gole do meu café, deixando minhas palavras serem absorvidas. “Se eu pedir demissão, nunca mais vou respeitar você. Você quebrou sua palavra, Nick. Você me deixou acreditar que éramos parceiros, e no segundo em que as coisas ficaram sérias, você desistiu. Então, eu vou deixar meu emprego, mas você vai pagar pensão alimentícia com base no salário que eu deveria estar ganhando. E eu vou ficar com a custódia total, porque me recuso a criar meu filho com um homem que não cumpre suas promessas.”
Nick piscou. “Você não está falando sério.”
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Inclinei a cabeça. “Ah, estou. E acredite em mim, o tribunal vai adorar ouvir como você me pressionou a pedir demissão depois de jurar que cuidaria das crianças.”
Sua boca abriu, então fechou novamente. Ele parecia completamente perdido, como se não esperasse que eu revidasse.
Naquela noite, ele fez uma mala e foi para a casa dos pais. Tudo bem para mim.
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Na tarde seguinte, meu telefone tocou. A mãe do Nick.
Suspirei antes de responder. “Oi, Susan.”
“Querido”, ela disse gentilmente, “por favor, saiba que estamos do seu lado.”
Isso me pegou desprevenido. “Com licença?”
Ela suspirou. “Nick nos contou tudo. E vamos apenas dizer que seu pai tinha algumas palavras para ele.”
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Sentei-me. “Que tipo de palavras?”
Ela hesitou, então ouvi a voz do pai dele ao fundo, resmungando.
“Ele fez uma promessa”, seu pai retrucou. “Ele não pode simplesmente desistir porque é difícil. Aquela mulher trabalhou duro para construir sua carreira, e ele acha que pode tirar isso dela? Ele disse a todos que ficaria em casa. A todos.”
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Apertei meus lábios, sentindo uma estranha mistura de satisfação e descrença.
Susan voltou à linha. “Ele está envergonhado. E sinceramente? Ele deveria estar.”
“Sim”, eu disse. “Ele deveria.”
Alguns dias depois, Nick voltou para casa.
Ele parecia diferente. Mais quieto. Ele sentou-se na minha frente, esfregando as mãos.
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“Eu estava com medo”, ele admitiu. “Eu pensei que conseguiria, e quando ficou difícil, entrei em pânico. Eu tentei empurrar isso para você porque… eu não sei. Eu só pensei que seria mais fácil.”
Cruzei os braços. “Mais fácil para quem?”
Ele exalou. “Para mim.”
Finalmente. Um pouco de honestidade.
Nick olhou para mim. “Eu estava errado. Eu vejo isso agora. E eu sinto muito. Eu quero consertar isso.”
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Pela primeira vez desde que o bebê nasceu, vi o homem com quem me casei. Sentamos e fizemos novas regras.
Eu mantive minha carreira. Nick se destacou — realmente se destacou. Ele cuidou do bebê, fez as mamadas noturnas, preparou as refeições. Contratamos uma babá de meio período para meus longos dias de trabalho.
Meses se passaram, e Nick se tornou o pai que ele sempre disse que queria ser.
É perfeito? Não. Mas é real.
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E de vez em quando, quando as coisas ficam difíceis, eu o lembro: “Eu estava falando sério sobre o divórcio, sabe.”
Nick sorri. “É, e nunca mais vou arriscar isso.”
Lição aprendida: nunca quebre suas promessas — especialmente para um advogado.
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Lisa é médica, e seu marido, Nick, é um designer freelancer, o que a torna a principal provedora. Mas quando Nick deu a Lisa seu presente de Natal, ele veio com mais do que ela esperava.
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While standing in the church with the man she loved the most, a young woman looked at the priest when he asked if anyone had a problem with the marriage. Suddenly, an elderly man barged into the church, telling the priest he was against the wedding.
“You’re gorgeous!” Myron told Hilary minutes after meeting her at a party for the first time.
Hilary felt butterflies in her tummy when she saw him look at her from head to toe. It had been ages since a man last complimented her, and she couldn’t recall what it felt like when a man held her hand while looking into her eyes. Her last relationship was nothing short of miserable because of her ex’s anger issues.
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However, meeting Myron at her friend’s party gave her a ray of hope. It made her feel she could try her luck again and date this man who looked at her like she was the most beautiful girl in the room.
Myron stayed by her side the entire evening, cracking jokes while telling her everything about him. He wanted to impress her during their first meeting because he thought she was the perfect girl for him.
The following day, Myron and Hilary met in a park, discussing their interests, goals, and life problems while walking together. Their discussion only made them grow closer, compelling Myron to ask her for a date the next day.
“Hilary, I think you are the girl I have been looking for all this time,” Myron said. “Will you be my girlfriend?”
“What?” Hilary’s hands went to her face, covering everything except her glistening eyes and forehead. She couldn’t believe the man she had met two days ago wanted to start a relationship with her.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” Myron repeated his question, looking into Hilary’s eyes.
“Yes!” she exclaimed and wrapped her arms around him. “I’ll be your girlfriend, Myron.”
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Hilary was delighted to start a relationship with him because her last relationship had left her heartbroken. She believed Myron’s love would help her heal, unaware he was keeping secrets from her.
However, when Hilary told her parents about it, a grain of doubt crept into their minds.
Soon, Hilary introduced him to her parents, and he took no time to win their hearts. He told them he had lost his parents at a young age and missed them a lot.
“Don’t worry,” Hilary’s mother said. “We are your parents now, okay? You can share everything with us. We’re always here to support you!”
Hilary felt relieved when her parents accepted her boyfriend. Their approval made her believe she had made the right choice by dating him and thought she was ready to spend the rest of her life with him.
The couple dated for five months before Myron made his next move. He took Hilary to an expensive restaurant on a date and knelt while everyone looked at him.
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“Hilary, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to share all my happiness and sorrows with you,” Myron said. “Will you marry me?”
While others in the restaurant gasped, Hilary couldn’t believe Myron had proposed to her in front of so many people. She felt her heart skip a beat when she saw him on his knees, looking straight into her eyes, waiting for an answer.
“Yes!” Hilary said as she held his hands and pulled him up, wrapping her arms around him while tears trickled down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe the man she loved the most wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
Since Hilary was head over heels in love with Myron, she didn’t feel that everything was happening too quickly. A man she had only known for five months suddenly wanted to be her life partner, but she couldn’t sense that the timing of his proposal was too odd.
However, when Hilary told her parents about it, a grain of doubt crept into their minds. They thought it was strange of Myron to propose to her too soon, but their suspicions vanished when they talked to him and saw how much he admired their daughter. Soon, the couple began preparing for their wedding, unaware that fate wouldn’t allow them to tie the knot.
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During the preparations, Hilary noticed many things about her soon-to-be husband that she had never seen before. During one of the discussions, she noticed Myron was interested in the material side of things.
“I’m so excited about all the stuff people will bring us!” he said, his eyes sparkling with greed.
“There’s going to be a lot of expensive gifts. I can’t wait!”
Although Hilary did not say anything to him then, she thought it was strange of him to think about the gifts. She wanted him to talk about their relationship, future, and how they would support each other after marriage, but it seemed like Myron was interested in other things.
“I guess he’s just acting immature,” Hilary thought, unaware of Myron’s plans.
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A few days before the wedding, Myron came to Hilary’s house and told her something she wasn’t expecting. “I think we should have a prenuptial agreement. What do you suggest?”
“Yes, I think that’s a smart decision,” Hilary said after a moment’s thought. “We should be prepared for the worst.”
“Exactly!” Myron exclaimed. “I think we should add a clause that states that if you initiate a divorce, you would have to pay up a fortune!” he chuckled coldly.
She thought it was strange of him to bring up a prenup, and she couldn’t be entirely sure if he was joking about it.
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Later that day, Hilary called her lawyer and asked about the clause. She thought Myron was acting selfish, but the lawyer assured her this clause was quite common.
“Don’t worry, Hilary,” the lawyer said. “The same rule would apply to Myron if he initiates divorce.”
“He would pay me the same amount?” Hilary asked.
“Yes,” the lawyer replied.
“You don’t have to worry about anything. Most people add this clause to their prenup agreement.”
Hilary felt relieved after talking to her lawyer and felt terrible for thinking Myron was greedy. She called him and said she was ready to sign the prenuptial agreement. However, another strange incident made her doubt his intentions.
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A few days later, Hilary was cleaning Myron’s cupboards when she stumbled upon a divorce certificate with Myron’s name. “What is this, Myron?” Hilary immediately confronted him. “You never told me you were married!”
“Hey, calm down!” he replied. “It’s not what you think. Trust me.”
“How much more are you hiding from me, Myron? We are getting married in a few days!” Hilary yelled.
“Listen to me,” he held her shoulders and made her sit on the bed. “This marriage was a mistake. I was young and impulsive when I married this woman. It’s in the past now and means nothing to me!”
“Why should I believe you?” Hilary rolled her eyes and looked away.
“I swear this marriage means nothing to me,” Myron said. “All I want to do is forget about it, and that’s the only reason I never told you about it. Trust me, honey.”
“I’m marrying you in a few days, and I have no idea who you are!” Hilary started crying. “I’m starting to doubt my decision now.”
“Come on,” Myron hugged her. “You know how much I love you. Why would I ever lie to you, my love? Stop crying, please.”
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Once again, Myron cleared Hilary’s doubts through his magical words. He convinced her he wasn’t keeping any secrets, but the truth was otherwise.
“I am against this marriage!” an unknown man shouted while walking down the aisle.
A day before the wedding, Myron was talking to someone on the phone at Hilary’s place.
“If you mess it up, I won’t be able to vouch for myself!” he whispered, unaware that Hilary overheard him.
Once he hung up, she asked him who he was talking to. “What you said sounded so suspicious!” she said. “What’s going on, Myron?”
“That was my ex-girlfriend,” Myron rolled her eyes. “She was threatening to show up at the wedding.”
“Really?” Hilary asked.
“Yes,” Myron said confidently. “She has lost her mind or something.”
Yet again, Myron had managed to deceive her, though Hilary’s heart grew restless with each pang of doubt and suspicion. Little did he know she would learn about his true intentions sooner than he expected.
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Hilary woke up early on her wedding day and started getting ready. She was excited to marry the man of her dreams but had no idea what awaited her inside the church. She couldn’t wait to see what her groom looked like.
Once she was ready, she went to the church with her family and was delighted to see how well everyone had dressed up for her big day. All her friends and family were waiting for her to walk down the aisle and stand beside Myron.
She walked down the aisle holding her father’s hand while everyone looked at her. Once she reached the altar, the priest began reading the wedding vows. Then, he asked the guests if anyone was against the marriage.
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“I am against this marriage!” an unknown man shouted while walking down the aisle. “I can’t allow Myron to marry this innocent girl.”
Suddenly, the guests started whispering amongst themselves while Hilary gasped in shock. She looked at Myron, who was staring at the man angrily.
“I warned you, Myron, didn’t I?” the man grumbled. “You refused to listen to me, so now you must bear the consequences.”
Suddenly, a team of police officers barged into the church while Myron tried to escape. However, he couldn’t get away because the police had surrounded the church from all sides. They arrested and dragged him outside while Hilary kept asking Myron what was happening.
“Where are they taking him?” she cried. “What have you done, Myron? Why don’t you stop them?”
Hilary collapsed on the ground and cried hysterically.
Why did he do this to me? Why did he play with my feelings? Hilary thought she would faint from the pain of what was unfolding.
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Then, the man who had canceled her wedding walked toward her. “I’m so sorry for what you are feeling right now,” he said. “The police arrested Myron because he was accused of repeated fraud.”
“What?” Hilary gasped. “But how do you know that?”
“I’m Myron’s estranged father,” the man said. “You can call me Mr. Brown.”
“But he said his parents had passed away,” Hilary was shocked.
“I know he keeps lying to girls,” Mr. Brown said. “He cut ties with me when I discovered he was a professional gigolo and was looting girls by marrying them for money.”
“What?” Hilary couldn’t believe her ears.
“I tried my best to stop him, but he never listened,” Mr. Brown said. “I had given up on him until the police knocked on my door one day asking me if my son lives here.”
“Myron had given my address everywhere because he knew the police would come after him,” Mr. Brown continued. “I got so sick of this but knew he wouldn’t stop. His mother cheated on me the same way.”
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It turned out that Mr. Brown had contacted Myron to warn him when he learned about Hilary. The father wanted his son not to play with Hilary’s feelings, but Myron refused to listen.
“It was you who called him yesterday?” Hilary asked. “He lied to me that it was his ex-girlfriend.”
“It was me,” Mr. Brown said.
“I called him, but he didn’t listen to me. So I had to call the police.”
Whatever Myron did in the past few months started making sense to Hilary. She finally understood why he had been acting so strangely.
“Thank you for saving me, Mr. Brown!” she said. “I owe you for saving me from getting robbed.”
Soon, Myron’s case was taken to court, and the judge ordered him to compensate every woman he had conned. A few months later, Hilary received her share of the settlement but decided not to keep it.
“This is for you, Mr. Brown,” she said while handing him the money. “Thank you for saving me!”
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What can we learn from this story?
- You can’t get away with deceiving people. Myron thought he would keep marrying women for money, unaware he would soon get caught. He wouldn’t have conned multiple women if he knew his father would send him to jail one day.
- Sometimes, you have to take a difficult step for your loved ones. It wasn’t easy for Mr. Brown to send his son to jail, but he did it because he wanted to teach Myron a lesson.
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