Woman Hated Her Mother-in-Law Until One Day When Her Life Was Turned Upside Down — Story of the Day

Mary’s marriage to Ed came with a price: his mother Scarlett who never hid her disdain. From wedding-day insults to constant criticism, Scarlett seemed set on making Mary’s life difficult. Tensions grew with each visit… until something even more shocking unfolded.

Mary and her husband, Ed, drove in silence toward his mother Scarlett’s house. Though they hadn’t arrived yet, Mary was already looking forward to the ride back. Scarlett, after all, simply despised her.

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At their wedding, Scarlett had even shown up wearing a veil; Mary had been grateful she hadn’t arrived in a full wedding dress. Scarlett was one of those mothers who couldn’t let go of her “little boy,” no matter how grown-up he was.

As they pulled into the driveway, Mary reluctantly stepped out, trailing behind Ed. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever latest insult Scarlett had in store.

Forcing a smile, she braced herself, hoping her expression would carry her through this visit. Scarlett opened the door with a wide grin and immediately wrapped her arms around Ed.

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“Oh, my baby! You’re finally here! I’ve missed you more than you know!” she exclaimed, holding him close.

“Mom, it’s only been a week,” Ed replied, easing himself out of her hug.

Scarlett gave Ed a brief look before turning her gaze to Mary, her expression shifting. “Well, Mary, I see you’ve gained a few pounds,” she said with a smirk.

Mary let out a quiet sigh, resisting the urge to respond. She forced a tight smile instead. “Good to see you too, Scarlett.”

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Dinner felt endless as Scarlett launched into her usual list of complaints. “Mary doesn’t know how to cook. She doesn’t work somewhere respectable. She doesn’t even know how to dress herself properly,” Scarlett declared, taking quick glances at Ed for support.

Mary gripped her fork tightly, biting her tongue. She knew any response would just add fuel to Scarlett’s fire. But then Scarlett said something that made Mary’s patience snap—words sharper than anything before.

Scarlett looked across the table, her eyes fixed on Mary. “Well,” she said slowly, “I think it’s high time you gave me a grandchild. Or maybe,” she added with a smirk, “Mary has… some issues?”

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Mary’s heart sank. They had been trying for a baby for six months with no success, and Scarlett’s words stung like salt in a wound. “How dare you!” Mary burst out. “Stop meddling in our lives! Maybe it’s your son who has the problem!”

Scarlett leaned back, eyes narrowing. “That’s absurd! My son is perfectly healthy, thank you very much. But you, Mary… who knows what you were up to before meeting Eddie?”

Mary’s face flushed with anger. “You’re a damn witch!” she shouted, her voice trembling. She turned to Ed, who hadn’t said a word. “Are you just going to sit there and let her say this?”

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Scarlett shot her son a pointed look. “Yes, Eddie, tell your crazy wife to show some respect,” she said, her tone mocking.

Ed shrugged, still scrolling through his phone. “Work it out yourselves.”

Scarlett leaned toward Mary, her voice low. “My neighbor mentioned herbal teas. She swears they help people like you.”

Mary opened her mouth to retort but felt a sudden wave of nausea. She clenched her stomach, forcing the words out. “Why don’t you… drink your own tea?”

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Unable to hold it back, Mary bolted to the bathroom. When she returned, still pale, she looked at Ed. “I want to go home.”

“Okay,” he said, barely glancing up.

Scarlett tilted her head, a fake look of concern crossing her face. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?”

Mary’s eyes narrowed. “You probably poisoned me,” she muttered, too tired to argue further.

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On the way home, Mary’s mind raced. She had to know for sure. “Ed, can you stop at the pharmacy?” she asked quietly.

He sighed but pulled into the parking lot. She hurried inside, grabbed a pregnancy test, and paid quickly. Back at home, she went straight to the bathroom. She held her breath, waiting. Then, the results appeared—two lines. She gasped, feeling a rush of excitement and relief.

She rushed to show Ed, her face glowing. “Ed, we’re going to have a baby!”

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Ed glanced at the test, his expression unreadable. “Oh. That’s… good,” he mumbled, barely meeting her eyes.

Mary’s heart sank a little. She was overjoyed, but Ed’s reaction felt like a shadow over her happiness.

A few weeks had passed since Mary found out she was pregnant, and she was finally starting to adjust to the idea of becoming a mother. It was their first doctor’s appointment, and she was sitting on the bed, waiting for Ed to finish his shower so they could leave together.

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She hoped he’d show some excitement, but he seemed distant lately, preoccupied and withdrawn

As she waited, Ed’s phone buzzed beside her, lighting up with a message. Usually, she respected his privacy. But the way he’d been acting made her hesitate.

Without fully realizing it, she reached for his phone. She tried to unlock it and was surprised to find a passcode. She couldn’t remember him ever using one before. On a whim, she tried his birth date. The screen unlocked immediately.

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The message stared back at her: a picture of a half-dressed woman, smiling in a way that made her stomach twist. Below the picture, a message read, “Can’t wait to see you, baby.”

Her hands trembled as she scrolled through the conversation, each word feeling like a fresh betrayal. Ed had told this woman he was wealthy, a construction company owner—a far cry from his real job.

Heart pounding, she took screenshots, saving them on her phone as evidence of his lies and deceit.

When Ed came out of the bathroom, she was waiting, holding his phone. Her face was pale, her eyes filled with hurt and anger.

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“What is this?!” she shouted, thrusting the phone toward him.

His expression turned hard, and he grabbed the phone from her hand. “None of your business,” he snapped.

Mary’s voice rose, filled with pain. “None of my business? You’re cheating on me! And I’m pregnant, Ed—your pregnant wife!”

His eyes narrowed. “Maybe you’re the one cheating on me,” he shot back, a sneer forming on his face. “How do I even know this baby’s mine?”

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Mary felt her whole world spin. “Are you serious? We’ve been trying for six months. Now you’re saying this?” Her voice broke.

Ed crossed his arms. “Six months, no luck, and now all of a sudden it just happens? Convenient.”

“You’ve been seeing this woman for more than six months, Ed. I saw everything. You’ve lied to her, too! Told her you’re rich, that you own a company!” Mary’s voice trembled.

Ed shrugged, coldly unmoved. “Doesn’t matter. I’m filing for divorce. This marriage is over.”

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“You really think that woman will stick around when she learns the truth about you?” Mary shot back.

“Trust me, she won’t find out. And when this is over, I’ll take this house and everything else you have. Plus, my mom’s money.” He smirked.

Mary’s voice rose in protest. “This house was bought by my father!”

“Yeah? It’s in both our names,” Ed replied with a smug smile.

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Mary’s voice softened as she asked, “What about the baby?”

Ed just shrugged. “You can’t prove it’s mine until it’s born. By then, it’ll be too late.” And with that, he threw her out, leaving her in tears.

Desperate and hurt, Mary made a choice—to go to Scarlett and show her everything. Scarlett had to know the truth about her son.

She sat across from Scarlett, her heart pounding as she told her everything—Ed’s lies, his cheating, his threats to take the house. She held her breath, waiting for Scarlett to dismiss her. But to her surprise, she listened, her face growing pale.

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Scarlett looked down, tears welling in her eyes. “He’s been taking money from me too,” she said softly. “Every penny his father left me, everything I’ve saved. He said he needed it for doctor visits because you couldn’t get pregnant.”

Mary shook her head, feeling both anger and sadness. “He never even went to a doctor. Every time I brought it up, he refused. I checked our account, Scarlett. He’s been taking out huge amounts.”

Scarlett clenched her fists. “I can’t believe my son would do this,” she said, her voice shaking. “He lied to both of us.”

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Mary’s voice broke as she spoke. “I don’t know what to do. I’m pregnant, and he says he’ll take everything. He doesn’t even believe the baby is his.”

Scarlett’s eyes hardened. “I won’t let anyone hurt my future grandchild,” she said firmly. “We’ll make him pay. You have those messages saved, right?”

Mary nodded. “Yes, I took screenshots.”

Scarlett thought for a moment, then said, “I have one of his toothbrushes here. We can get a DNA test when the baby is born.”

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Mary looked at Scarlett, surprised. “You’ve never been on my side before. What changed?”

Scarlett sighed. “I was a mother trying to protect her son. But now I see I need to protect others from him. His father was the same—a cheater. I endured it, hoping Ed would be better. But he isn’t. And I don’t want anyone else to suffer like I did.”

Mary and Scarlett moved forward with their plan. Mary confronted Ed directly, and she showed him the screenshots of his messages.

“I have all your messages,” she said, her voice steady as she held up her phone. “And I’ve already shown them to Scarlett. So you have no more room to manipulate anyone.”

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Ed looked shaken, but Mary continued, not backing down. “Here’s the deal,” she told him firmly. “Give up your claim to the house, sign these divorce papers, and agree to pay child support. Do this, and I’ll stay quiet. Otherwise, I’ll make sure your lover knows the truth.”

Backed into a corner, Ed reluctantly agreed and signed the papers without a word. He had no idea that Scarlett had the final piece of the plan.

Scarlett went to Ed’s lover herself, revealing everything—his lies, his fake claims of wealth, and his deception. She left nothing hidden, ensuring her son’s lies would come crashing down.

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When Ed found out, Scarlett was sitting with Mary, enjoying tea at her house. Suddenly, loud banging echoed from the front door, followed by Ed’s furious shouting.

“You promised you wouldn’t tell if I did everything you asked!” he yelled through the door, his voice sharp with anger.

Mary looked at the door calmly and replied, “I didn’t tell her anything, Ed.”

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Scarlett raised her voice so Ed could hear. “I did,” she called out firmly. “I taught you that lying is wrong, but you clearly didn’t learn.”

“You’re both insane!” Ed shouted, his voice shaking with rage. “You’ll regret this! I’ll make you pay!”

Just then, the police arrived, alerted by a neighbor’s call. They restrained Ed, leading him away as he continued yelling threats, while Mary and Scarlett stayed inside, unshaken while finishing their tea.

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I Received a Hidden Camera Video from My Husband’s Secretary

Sabrina thought that her 12-year marriage to Mark was perfect, until an email from his secretary revealed a shocking secret. Hidden camera footage exposing a double life… Fueled by heartbreak and betrayal, Sabrina devises a plan to make Mark face the truth, and pay for his lies.

I’ve been married to Mark for 12 years, and until last week, I thought we had a perfect life. We don’t have kids yet, but I figured we were just focusing on our careers and would start a family when the time was right.

He’s hardworking, successful, and charming, the kind of man who makes everything effortless. Perfect, right?

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A smiling woman | Source: Midjourney

But perfection is a fragile thing.

And last week, it shattered.

It started with an email.

The sender was Emma, Mark’s secretary. We’d met a few times at office parties, and she always seemed polite and professional. When I saw her name in my inbox, I didn’t think much about it.

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A woman sitting at her desk | Source: Midjourney

“She’s probably reminding me about some office brunch or something,” I muttered as the email opened.

But then I read the subject line:

You need to see this.

My heart dropped into my stomach. The email itself was short, almost apologetic:

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A brunch setting | Source: Midjourney

Sabrina, I’ve debated whether to send this for months. Mark’s a good boss, but I can’t keep this to myself anymore. You deserve to know the truth.

Attached was a video file.

I hesitated.

What could she possibly have to show me? A work issue? A personal confession? A recording of Mark doing something stupid at a holiday party?

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A woman sitting with her laptop | Source: Midjourney

“Don’t jump to conclusions, Brina,” I told myself, but my hands were shaking as I clicked play.

The video was grainy, the kind of security footage you’d expect from an office. The timestamp showed it was a Sunday, a day when Mark was never supposed to be there.

At first, nothing seemed unusual.

The camera caught him walking into his office, dressed casually in jeans and a t-shirt. But then two small figures appeared in the frame.

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A man standing in an office | Source: Midjourney

A little boy and a little girl.

I froze, my jaw open.

The children looked about four and six. Their faces lit up as they followed him inside the office, and when he sat down on the couch, he opened his arms to them.

He hugged them like he’d missed them all week. Then he pulled out toys and snacks from his bag, chatting with them and laughing in a way that felt heartbreakingly familiar.

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Two smiling children | Source: Midjourney

But these weren’t just random kids.

They were his.

They had to be… or at least very closely related. The boy had Mark’s eyes and nose, and the little girl had his chin down to a tee.

I stared at the screen, my mind racing. We didn’t have kids. We didn’t have any immediate nieces or nephews. How on earth could Mark be acting so naturally, so lovingly, with these children if they weren’t his?

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An upset woman | Source: Midjourney

And if they were his, then who was their mother?

The video ended, leaving me in stunned silence.

Mark had a secret family. My husband had a secret family.

For days, I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t have an appetite, and sleep was filled with dreams of random children showing up at our home, demanding Mark’s attention.

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A close up of an upset woman | Source: Midjourney

Even during the day, whenever I had a free moment, my mind would go back to the video. To the way he looked at those kids, and the easy affection between them.

I wanted to confront him immediately. I wanted to scream. To demand answers.

But instead, I called a lawyer. I just needed to know what the repercussions would be if Mark really did have another family.

Did it mean that our marriage was legal? Was he married to me or to the mother of his kids?

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A woman talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney

Then, I called a few of my close friends, the ones who always showed up.

“Sabrina, of course, anything you need,” were the usual replies, drenched in sympathy.

But they helped me pull myself together and come up with a plan. One evening, we all met at Hayley’s, my closest friend’s, house.

“He’s a lying, cheating, backstabbing…” she began.

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An angry woman standing in a kitchen | Source: Midjourney

“Enough, Hayley,” I said. “I share the sentiments, but we need proof, you know.”

“What else do we need, Brina?” she sighed, pouring us glasses of wine. “Isn’t that footage damning enough?”

“It is, but I need to know everything. I’m not going to forgive him if those kids are his, but at the same time, I just need all the information.”

Mark didn’t just break my heart. He broke our marriage vows, our trust, and the life we’d built together. He was going to pay for it. Not just emotionally, but financially, too.

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A bottle of wine on a counter | Source: Midjourney

I pretended that everything was normal.

For a week, I played the part of the oblivious wife. I smiled, laughed, cooked whatever he wanted to eat. I kissed him goodnight, and waited for the right moment.

That moment came on a Friday evening.

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A woman busy in a kitchen | Source: Midjourney

“Mark,” I said, curling up next to him on the couch. “We haven’t gone out for a proper date night in ages. Let’s go to our favorite restaurant tomorrow.”

His face lit up.

“That’s a great idea, babe. I’ll make the reservation. Don’t you worry about a thing. You just dress up and look pretty.”

“I’ve already made the reservation,” I said, smiling sweetly, digging into my warm cinnamon bun.

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A cinnamon bun | Source: Midjourney

But what Mark didn’t know was that I’d been doing some digging. Using the contact information from my lawyer, we found records of regular payments he was making to a woman named Sarah.

With a little online sleuthing, I found her social media and pieced together the truth.

Sarah.

Sarah was Mark’s girlfriend, and the mother of his children. It was confirmed. Those beautiful, happy kids… were his.

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A smiling woman | Source: Midjourney

Mark was a father.

Through some clever messaging (me pretending to be Mark), I convinced Sarah to meet me at the restaurant, along with the kids. I kept the texts vague and in Mark’s usual style.

Let’s meet at the restaurant tomorrow. Bring the kids, it’ll be a nice surprise dinner for him.

Poor thing, she didn’t suspect a thing.

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A woman texting | Source: Midjourney

The next evening, Mark and I walked into the restaurant, hand in hand. He looked relaxed, confident, like a man who thought he had his life perfectly under control.

Then he saw Sarah and the kids sitting at the table.

His hand went limp in mine. His face drained of color. For a moment, he just stood there, frozen, like a deer in headlights.

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A shocked man | Source: Midjourney

“Mark,” I said brightly, gesturing toward the table. “Aren’t you going to introduce me?”

He opened his mouth, but no words came out. Sarah looked confused, glancing between the two of us. The kids just stared, too young to understand the tension.

“I’m Sabrina,” I said, turning to Sarah. “Mark’s wife…”

Sarah’s face crumpled in shock.

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A woman standing in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

“What? Really? He told me that you were divorced!”

I slid the divorce papers onto the table.

“Surprise, babe,” I said, keeping my voice low and steady. “You’re going to sign these. And don’t even think about fighting me on it.”

Mark stammered, trying to explain.

“Sabrina, Brina… please, I was going to tell you!”

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Divorce papers on a table | Source: Midjourney

“Tell me what?” I snapped, cutting him off. “That you’ve been lying to me for years? That you’ve been supporting a secret family behind my back? That those kids are yours?”

The restaurant had gone completely silent. Diners were watching, but I didn’t care.

I turned to Sarah.

“I’m so sorry that you and these beautiful children got caught up in Mark’s lies. But now you know the truth.”

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An angry woman at a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

Sarah grabbed the kids and stormed out, her face a mix of fury and ultimate heartbreak. Mark didn’t even try to stop her.

“You disgust me,” I said to him before walking out, leaving him to deal with the aftermath.

The divorce was brutal. For Mark.

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An angry woman at a restaurant | Source: Midjourney

With the help of my lawyer, I made sure I got half of everything, including the beach house he’d been secretly planning to “surprise” Sarah with.

His double life unraveled completely. Sarah dumped him, and his reputation at work took a nosedive once word got out. Emma even quit, unable to work for someone she no longer respected.

As for me?

I walked away with my dignity, my freedom, and a fresh start.

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A beautiful beach house | Source: Midjourney

Mark thought he could juggle two lives without consequences. He thought that I’d never find out. But honestly, how could I have been so stupid?

Mark always worked longer hours than most people I knew. And his boss was often sending him on business trips. Or so he said.

So, every time my husband had walked out the door for “work” on weekends or over the holidays, he was really just seeing his other family.

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A man using a tablet | Source: Midjourney

The thought made me sick. For years, I had been sitting and waiting in the wings. I had been waiting for Mark to tell me that he was ready to start having children.

And all for what?

Absolutely nothing.

Now, I live in a studio apartment, with a new black cat, like my namesake. And I’m trying to figure out how to reclaim my life, once and for all.

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A beautiful black cat | Source: Midjourney

I thought about getting revenge. But what good would that do? If anything, I just feel sorry for Mark and Sarah’s children. I still remember their smiles when they saw Mark. They had no business being sucked into this mess.

But that’s on Mark. And Sarah.

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Two smiling children | Source: Midjourney

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