My Son Drew Pictures of a Strange Man — When I Asked Him, He Said, ‘He Comes to See Mommy When You’re at Work’

I was stunned when my son started drawing a grinning stranger. “He comes to see Mommy when you’re at work,” Oliver said innocently. Initially dismissing it as a childish fantasy, I soon spied a mysterious man entering our home, igniting a chilling quest for the truth.

I found the drawing while tidying up the dining table. Most of Oliver’s pictures were what you’d expect from a six-year-old: dinosaurs with rainbow scales, our house with a chimney that looked more like a volcano, and stick figures of our family holding hands. But this one made me pause.

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A man frowning at a drawing | Source: Midjourney

Among the crayon scribbles was a tall figure with unnaturally long arms and huge hands, wearing what looked like a suit. The figure had an enormous grin that stretched across most of its face.

“Oliver,” I called out, trying to keep my voice casual as my fingers crinkled the edge of the paper. “Is this me in the picture? Who is this?”

My son looked up from his LEGOs, his blue eyes bright with excitement.

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An excited boy with a bright smile | Source: Midjourney

The plastic blocks clattered as he dropped them onto the hardwood floor. “That’s Mr. Smiles, Daddy! He’s Mommy’s new friend. He comes to see her when you’re at work.”

My heart skipped a beat. Laura and I had been married for nine years. We’d had our ups and downs like any couple, weathered job changes and family losses, and celebrated promotions and birthdays. But never, not once, did I think she’d…

No, I shook the thought away. There had to be a reasonable explanation. Laura wasn’t that kind of person. We’d built too much together.

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A concerned man holding a paper | Source: Midjourney

“When does he come over?” I asked, proud of how steady my voice remained despite the tremor in my hands.

Oliver stacked another block on his tower, his tongue poking out in concentration.

“Sometimes in the morning. Sometimes at night. He always makes Mommy and me laugh.” He glanced up, suddenly serious, his small face scrunching with the weight of importance. “But, Daddy, it’s a secret! Don’t tell anyone!

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An emotional man standing in a living room | Source: Midjourney

The mention of laughter and secrecy felt like ice in my stomach.

That night, I barely slept, watching Laura’s peaceful face in the darkness. The steady rhythm of her breathing, once comforting, now felt like a taunt. Every time she shifted in her sleep, I wondered what she was dreaming about. Who she was dreaming about.

The next day, I left work early, parked down the street from our house, and waited. The fall air grew crisp as the afternoon wore on, and fallen leaves skittered across my windshield. A little after 3 p.m., a sleek black car pulled into our driveway.

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A black car parked in a driveway | Source: Pexels

A tall, wiry man stepped out and marched up to the front door. Even from this distance, I could see his broad smile when Laura welcomed him inside. The door closed behind them.

I gripped my steering wheel until my knuckles turned white; the leather creaking under my fingers.

“Maybe this is all in my head,” I whispered to myself, watching my breath fog the window. “But if I’m wrong, I need to know for sure.”

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A man sitting in a car | Source: Pexels

Over the next few weeks, I started buying Laura flowers and gifts, trying to rekindle our bond, but I also began documenting everything.

The evidence piled up: receipts for dinners I didn’t attend, calls she’d leave the room to take, and, of course, more pictures of “Mr. Smiles” drawn by Oliver. Each new piece of evidence felt like another brick in a wall being built between us.

Laura noticed the change in me.

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A woman staring at her husband during dinner | Source: Midjourney

“Are you feeling okay?” she asked one day, touching my forehead with concern. “You seem distracted lately.”

The genuine worry in her voice only confused me more. How could she act so normal if she was hiding something so huge?

“I… do you have someone else?” I asked.

“Someone else?” Laura stared at me with wide eyes, then shook her head.

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A woman looking at her husband with wide eyes | Source: Midjourney

“Of course not, honey!” She let out a little chuckle. “How could you think that?”

Maybe I should’ve confronted her then, but all my evidence was circumstantial. I needed cold, hard proof.

One Friday evening, I told Laura I’d be working late. Instead, I set up a hidden camera on the bookshelf in the living room and watched the feed from my car parked around the corner.

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A bookshelf in a living room | Source: Pexels

The screen of my phone cast a blue glow across my face as I waited, my coffee growing cold in its cup holder.

Right on schedule, Mr. Smiles arrived, and Laura greeted him with that same warm smile that used to be reserved for me.

But then something strange happened. He didn’t settle on the couch or share a private dinner. Instead, my sister walked in, and Oliver came bounding down the stairs with a beaming smile. More people arrived: neighbors and friends!

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A man looking at his phone in confusion | Source: Midjourney

They all knew about this? And worse, they were having a secret get-together! I watched in stunned silence as Mr. Smiles, now wearing a festive party hat, juggled three oranges for Oliver and made him laugh.

“What the heck is going on?” I muttered, fumbling with my car door.

Rage and confusion propelled me toward the house. The evening air felt thick and heavy as I stormed up our front walk. I burst through the front door, making everyone freeze mid-conversation, the cheerful music cutting off abruptly.

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A group of people in a living room staring at someone in surprise | Source: Midjourney

“Alright, you won,” I said, my voice trembling. “Everyone here knew, didn’t they? Even Oliver? Even my sister?”

“No, no! Please, stop!” Laura’s face had gone pale, her hands clutching a roll of streamers that cascaded to the floor.

I turned to Mr. Smiles, who had stopped juggling and was staring at me with wide eyes.

“You’ve disrespected me as a man, and you’ve got no business being here! It’s my house! It’s my…”

My voice trailed off as I spotted something shiny on the floor.

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A man speaking angrily to someone | Source: Midjourney

A banner, not yet hung, with golden letters that read “Happy 10th Anniversary!” The metallic paper caught the light from our living room lamps, throwing sparkles across the ceiling.

The room went completely silent. Laura’s hands covered her mouth, tears welled in her eyes, and she smudged her carefully applied makeup. Mr. Smiles cleared his throat and stepped forward, his famous grin nowhere to be seen.

“Sir, I think there’s been a misunderstanding,” he said softly, his professional demeanor never wavering. “I’m a wedding planner and party animator. Your wife hired me months ago to plan this event — your wedding anniversary!”

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A man speaking in a living room | Source: Midjourney

“You thought I was cheating on you?” Laura’s voice cracked with hurt and disbelief, each word falling like a stone between us.

I felt the floor shift beneath my feet. The room suddenly seemed too bright, too crowded, the decorations garish and mocking.

“I… I didn’t know what else to think,” I stammered, my collar feeling too tight. “I saw him coming here, and Oliver said a man kept visiting while I was at work, that this man made you laugh…”

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An emotional man looking confused and shocked | Source: Midjourney

“Oliver said he made me laugh because he does magic tricks for him when we plan,” Laura interrupted, her voice rising. “I was trying to do something special for you, and you thought I was unfaithful?”

My throat felt tight. “I’m sorry,” I managed to say, the words feeling inadequate. “I was wrong. I let my insecurities get the better of me.”

Laura wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, leaving a dark smudge of mascara. “How could you think that? After everything we’ve been through?”

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An emotional woman speaking to her husband | Source: Midjourney

The party guests began quietly filing out, murmuring awkward goodbyes, their shoes shuffling across our carpet.

My sister squeezed my shoulder as she left, whispering, “Fix this.” Oliver looked confused and scared, so Laura’s mother took him upstairs to his room, their footsteps echoing in the tense silence.

When we were finally alone, Laura sat on the couch, her shoulders slumped. The streamers lay in tangles around her feet.

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An upset woman sitting on a sofa | Source: Midjourney

“I spent months planning this,” she said quietly. “I wanted it to be perfect. Remember our first anniversary? When you surprised me with that picnic in the park? I wanted to do something just as special.”

I sat beside her, careful to leave space between us, the cushions dipping under my weight. “I ruined everything.”

“Yes, you did.” She turned to look at me, her eyes red but fierce. “Trust isn’t just about believing in someone when everything’s perfect. It’s about believing in them when things don’t make sense.”

“I know,” I whispered, feeling the weight of my mistake. “I forgot that somewhere along the way. Can you forgive me?”

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A couple having a serious conversation | Source: Midjourney

Laura was quiet for a long moment, her fingers tracing patterns on the fabric of her dress.

“I love you,” she said finally. “But this isn’t something I can just get over. You need to understand how much this hurts.”

I nodded, feeling tears start to fall. “I’ll do whatever it takes to make this right.”

“It won’t happen overnight,” she warned, her voice stern but not unkind.

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A stern-looking woman speaking to someone | Source: Midjourney

“I know. But I’m not going anywhere.” I reached for her hand, and after a moment’s hesitation, she let me take it, her fingers cool against my palm. “Happy anniversary,” I said softly.

She gave a watery laugh that held both forgiveness and reproach. “Happy anniversary, you idiot.”

Upstairs, we heard Oliver laughing at something, probably one of his grandmother’s stories. The sound filled our living room, reminding us of all we had to lose, and all we had to save.

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A couple in a living room glancing upwards | Source: Midjourney

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Once One of the Most Handsome Men, This Hollywood Legend, 88, Lives Reclusively after a Stroke amid His Kids’ Bitter Feud

Following a stroke, a well-known Hollywood celebrity who was formerly regarded as one of the most attractive men leads a reclusive existence. His children had been at odds for a long time during his health scare.

This attractive French actor,88, who was once praised as one of the most beautiful men in the world, leads a very different life now that he is no longer in the limelight of Hollywood.

After sadly suffering a stroke in 2019, the “Flic Story” artist, who is aware of how “handsome” he is, lives a reclusive life at his house. This happened a few weeks following his honorary Palme d’Or acceptance in Cannes, France.

His mansion is situated behind a magnificent stone wall that stretches 2.4 miles (2.3 km) and is part of the expansive estate known as La Brûlerie. It is situated in the Loreit department of central France, close to the Douchy-Montcorbon commune, at a distance of 86.99 miles (140 km) southeast of Paris.

Sources claim that this is not just the actor’s house but also the location of his dream burial, next to a chapel on the grounds of a cemetery he constructed. More than thirty of his cherished hounds are laid to rest in this cemetery.

Despite having France as his home base, sources indicate that the reclusive divides his time between his Douchy home, his apartment in Geneva, and his workstation in Paris.

The French sensation has been handling a tense family matter in addition to choosing his final resting place. His three children are at conflict with one another.

Based on their father and his possessions, his two sons and daughter have engaged in public arguments, leveled allegations, and pursued legal actions. The public nature of their arguments has brought the actor’s kids a lot of media attention.

So much so that Christophe Ayela, their father’s attorney, has made an effort to mediate a ceasefire between them. “It must end, and everyone must become calm. That’s enough for now, reprimanded Christopher.

The fact that the “Purple Noon” actor, whose kids attest to this, is aware of their argument and has made it quite evident that he has a favorite child adds even more nuance to the family conflict.

He had earlier said, “I have a daughter who is the love of my life, maybe a little too much in comparison to the others.”

In 2008, he claimed, “I have said I love you to no other woman so often.” Observant viewers speculate that the father may see his sons as competitors, which could explain their tense relationship. This theory is supported by the father’s own remarks and other observations.

The actress’s kid has made public her intense affection for her father, much like her devoted father. She recently sent a heartfelt homage to him on Instagram, providing followers with an update on the actor’s health.

She wrote a touching note in French and included it with a photo of her father. That caption says, “Friday morning I took a picture of my dad,” in English. for myself. A remembrance of our times. Breakfast with him fills me with unending gratitude. A singularly lovely moment.

She continued by praising his looks, describing him as “handsome” and emphasizing his “vivid” and “fighting” attitude. “My personal eternal,” she penned.

“I showed the image to him. As his audience who is interested in him, I asked him if I may share it with you. Thus, it is here with his consent. “Don’t worry,” he responds to your concerns. #love,” the actor’s daughter said.

It’s none other than Alain Delon, the legendary French casanova about whom admirers have been worrying and who has been leading a secluded life. Many of Alain’s admirers responded to his daughter Anouchka Delon’s Instagram photo by leaving comments on the platform.

As always, he is stunning and gorgeous. Please remain by his side; he needs you more than anybody. I know you adore your father and are very protective of him, a fan exclaimed. Actor Gilles Marini, who is also French, said, “Remain near.brimming with affection. Nothing more is important.

Even though Anouchka and her brothers, Anthony and Alain-Fabien Delon, have not always agreed on everything, they both agree that their father’s financial and medical needs must be met.

According to a French news source earlier this month, Alain’s children banded together in March to demand that their father be put under a “reinforced curatorship.” Alain was previously placed under judicial protection for “medical monitoring” prior to this action.

According to the article, their request was granted as of April 4. This implies that a “curator” will be designated to supervise Alain’s finances and act, effectively, on his behalf with regard to matters pertaining to his possessions and, occasionally, his healthcare needs.

Nobody has confirmed the identity of this curator as of yet. It’s unclear if it will be Hiromi Rollin—who the news source called Alain’s “lady in waiting”—or one of his children.

What will happen to Alain’s business, Alain Delon International Diffusion SA, of which he is the President and Anouchka is the Vice President, is another concern. As the curatorship request has been approved, Alain will no longer be able to make decisions in that role.

Nevertheless, Alain is more concerned with the here and now than the minutiae. He revealed in a 2021 interview that he wanted to make one last picture, which he believes has the potential to be his best to date.

The “Borsalino” actor said, “In my life what I loved most was being Alain Delon, the actor Alain Delon,” to end the conversation.

“Observe Purple Noon and Rocco [And His Brothers]!Every woman was enamored with me. Alain described himself as an attractive performer in a prior statement. “From when I was 18 till when I was 50.”

Alain is said to have discovered his attraction to women in the 1950s when on a trip to Saint-Germain-des-Prés with a buddy. “I became aware that everybody was staring at me. Women started to inspire me. To them, I owe everything. Alain said, “They were the ones who motivated me to look better than everyone else.”

Alain made it his mission to “look better than anyone else,” going so far as to claim the title of “most seductive man in cinema” at the age of 25, and he was even compared to Brigitte Bardot in terms of appearance. One of the biggest “It” girls in the history of film, the French star is widely recognized.

Her famous roles in many silver-screen movies have earned her recognition and admiration. Playboy, a popular platform for showcasing stunning celebrities, had elevated the French blonde beauty to the top of the list of the 20th century’s most attractive female stars.

She is even regarded by certain media sources as the greatest “It” girl of all time. In addition to her attractive appearance, Brigitte is well-known for her pouffy lips. She ranked fourth on Playboy’s list of the sexiest female stars.

Her seductive confidence and alluring personality also earned her the title of most watched star in her native nation. In addition to her accomplishments as an actor and general entertainment, Brigitte has developed a strong reputation as an enthusiastic supporter of animal rights.

Regarding her private life, the well-liked celebrity, better known by her stage as BB, is a mother of one child and has been wed to Bernard d’Ormale for 31 years. Media sources claim that the pair married in secret in August 1992, inviting just a small number of friends to share in their big day.

Since then, the couple has been happily married. When Brigitte and Bernard got married for the first time, acquaintances of the “Contempt” singer informed a news outlet that the abrupt and covert marriage had made her happier than she had been in a long time.

It’s interesting to note that Brigitte’s friends weren’t sure she would get married again after her first spouse died. Nevertheless, the couple lived together in Brigitte’s opulent ten-bedroom mansion in Saint-Tropez after being married in a charming tiny wooden chapel in Norway.

Bernard has supported Brigitte ever since they first met, particularly during her health problems. Brigitte’s knight in shining armor promptly reassured the extremely alarmed audience that she was okay when French newspapers announced for the first time in 1992 that their adored celebrity had supposedly overdosed on sedatives while at home.

“Brigitte was overwhelmed with fatigue and took too much medication to go to sleep,” he clarified.After a few hours, she was fine and had not had her stomach pumped.”

Bernard’s claim that his wife was okay was further corroborated by a representative for the clinic where Brigitte was brought. Years after her sedative scare, Brigitte was confronted with yet another health issue.

Bernard attested to Brigitte’s breathing difficulties earlier this year. Fortunately, first responders came to her aid right away, gave her oxygen, and stayed with her to make sure everything was alright.

Bernard cited an intense heatwave that was sweeping through Europe at the time to support his explanation that his wife’s respiratory issues were age- and weather-related. It seems that their La Madrague home’s air conditioning system was not operating at its best.

Brigitte had assured the public that she was fine, but a news source had said that she had remained in the intensive care unit. But in a handwritten message, the “A Very Private Affair” star corrected the record, saying, “I want to reassure everyone.” I’m doing great right now. The disease that I contracted was a source of scandal for the press.

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