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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Gender Reveal Event Goes Awry as Husband Declares to Pregnant Wife He’s Sterile – Story of the Day
At John and Anne’s gender reveal party, an unexpected note turns their celebration into a battleground of accusations, challenging their marriage and trust. Yet, an unexpected revelation from a close friend emerges, disrupting the turmoil and reshaping their story in unforeseen ways.
Anne stood amidst the vibrant decorations, her heart fluttering with anticipation, as friends and family gathered in the backyard for the much-awaited gender reveal party. Laughter and excitement filled the air, swirling around the expectant couple.
John, her husband, stood by her side, his grin matching hers as they both clutched the oversized balloon. The moment arrived—their chance to unveil the gender of their awaited child.
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John grinned as he held out a black balloon and playfully bumped it against his wife Anne’s baby bump. The words ‘boy or girl?’ were printed on the side of the balloon in white. Anne grinned back as she stared into his eyes. She could barely contain her excitement as she raised the pin to burst the balloon.
All of the young couple’s close friends and family were gathered on the deck of John’s parent’s home to celebrate the baby’s gender reveal. The sun shone brightly on the estate’s verdant lawn and well-manicured garden. Bunches of pink and blue balloons decorated the deck, and paper lanterns dangled from the beams.
When Anne burst the black balloon, a spray of white confetti added to the festive decorations. The guests clapped and cheered, but a frown wrinkled Anne’s brow as she spotted a larger slip of paper among the confetti. She placed one hand against her belly and bent over to pick it up.
Anne stared at the three words written on the slip of paper. They didn’t make any sense. It was definitely John’s handwriting—she recognized the way he curled the top branch of his ‘f’ and the flattened shape of his ‘r’—but none of that explained why he’d write such a thing.
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“‘I am infertile,’” Anne read the words out loud and stared at her husband. “What is this, some kind of sick joke?”
Hushed exclamations of surprise passed among the guests. All eyes were on John as his expression darkened to a fierce glare.
“I did a test and found out that I can’t have kids.” John pulled a paper from his pocket and held it out to Anne. “So your little guy is not mine!”
Anne stared in shock at John’s sperm count results. The paper shook in her fingers as her mind struggled to make sense of the shocking turn her gender reveal party had taken. This couldn’t be happening; Anne refused to accept it!
“The party is over!” John declared as he stormed inside through the sliding door. “All of you can leave now.”
“John!” Anne called after her husband. “What’s happening? Is this a prank or something?”
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As the shattered remnants of the party dispersed, Julie, Anne’s best friend, trailed after John, her steps purposeful yet conflicted. She caught up to him near the edge of the yard.
“John, we need to talk,” Julie’s voice was firm, laced with an undercurrent of dismay.
He turned. “Not now, Julie. I’ve got enough on my plate.”
“You can’t just accuse Anne like that,” Julie retorted, her eyes flashing. “This is cruel, even for you.”
He scoffed, a bitter edge to his voice. “Why do you care so much, Julie? It’s not your problem. Let Anne deal with the mess she made. I won’t let her take all my money with this pregnancy.”
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Julie’s disbelief morphed into a flitting moment of realization. “You don’t care about Anne or the baby, do you? This is about your money?”
A derisive chuckle escaped John’s lips. “Of course, it is. I won’t let her ruin me. She’ll get what she deserves.”
Julie’s shock turned to a simmering anger. “You’re despicable, John. I believed you, but I’m not so sure now.”
John waved her off, his dismissive gesture cutting through the tension. “Believe what you want. But this is between Anne and me. Stay out of it.”
With a heavy heart, Julie watched him stride away, his callous words lingering in the air. She battled conflicting emotions, torn between her loyalty to John and her growing doubts about his accusations against Anne.
***
Alone in the dimly lit bedroom of the Campbell’s home, Anne’s hands trembled as she reached for her purse, tears tracing silent paths down her cheeks. The weight of John’s accusations bore down on her, leaving her shattered and lost in a whirlwind of emotions.
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A soft hand on her shoulder made her jump. Anne turned, her tear-streaked face meeting Julie’s concerned gaze.
“Anne…” Julie’s voice was filled with empathy, her eyes reflecting the turmoil she felt for her friend.
Anne struggled to compose herself, her voice choked. “Julie, I don’t understand. How could he accuse me of such a thing?”
Julie knelt beside Anne, offering a comforting embrace. “I know, I know. But you have to stay strong. You’ve done nothing wrong.”
Julie’s words offered a sliver of solace to Anne’s tormented heart. “I thought he trusted me,” she whispered, her voice cracking with sorrow.
“His own fears blind him,” Julie murmured, her tone filled with conviction. “But you’re not alone in this, Anne. I believe in you.”
Anne leaned into Julie’s comforting presence, finding a glimmer of strength. In that shared moment, Julie’s unwavering support became a lifeline for Anne, helping her gather the fragments of her shattered resolve.
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In the Campbells’ opulent living room, a heavy silence draped the air as Anne stood, facing the stern faces of Mr. and Mrs. Campbell. Stubborn as ever, John stood by their side, his mouth set in a hard line.
“I’m giving you one last chance to reconsider,” Anne’s voice wavered slightly, but her determination shone through. “Please, you know me. You know I could never—”
Before Anne could finish, Mr. Campbell’s voice cut through the tense atmosphere, filled with finality. “Anne, we can’t ignore the evidence. John has made his position clear. We won’t stand by and watch you ruin our family’s name.”
Tears welled in Anne’s eyes, but before she could respond, John sneered, “Just take the offer, Anne. It’s the least you can do after all this drama.”
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Julie, unable to bear the injustice any longer, stepped forward, her voice trembling yet resolute. “Stop this, all of you!” Her outburst drew startled glances.
“John, you think you’re so clever, but you’re not,” Julie’s eyes blazed. “You orchestrated this mess with the gender reveal to accuse Anne. But you’ve been lying to everyone, including me.”
The room fell into a stunned silence, tension crackling in the air.
Julie took a deep breath, her voice shaking but unwavering. “Anne isn’t lying. But guess who is? I am pregnant, and the father is none other than John.”
Gasps echoed in the room as the weight of Julie’s revelation settled in. Anne’s tears turned from sorrow into shock and relief, and the Campbells exchanged incredulous glances.
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John’s face contorted in a futile attempt to maintain his façade. “That’s a lie! You can’t prove anything,” he spat out.
But the damage was done. The truth hung in the air, a damning testament to John’s deceit. The Campbells’ disbelief wavered, teetering on the edge of comprehension. Finally, the older couple exchanged a wordless yet resolute glance.
Mrs. Campbell’s voice quivered, laden with a feeling of sorrow that cut through the room’s thick tension. “John, your actions have been unforgivable. You’ve not only accused Anne falsely but have betrayed her trust and tarnished our family’s name.”
Mr. Campbell’s stern gaze bore down on his son, his disappointment simmering into a potent blend of anger and remorse. “You’re no longer welcome here. Leave.”
John’s protestations crumbled against the weight of his parents’ condemnation. He sputtered in disbelief, trying to salvage what remained of his pride, but their resolve remained unyielding.
“You can’t do this!” John’s voice cracked with desperation.
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Mrs. Campbell’s eyes brimmed with unshed tears, her voice laden with finality. “Yes, we can. It’s time for you to face the consequences of your actions.”
In a whirlwind of shattered illusions and dawning reality, John stormed out, the door slamming shut behind him. He was left to face the consequences of his deceit and cruelty, abandoned by the very family he had betrayed.
The silence that followed was heavy, the weight of an irrevocably fractured family settling upon those who remained. Yet, a newfound solidarity began to emerge, offering a glimmer of hope for Anne and Julie as they faced the uncertain future together.
Her eyes glistening with unshed tears, Anne turned towards Mr. and Mrs. Campbell, her heart heavy yet hopeful. The older couple offered a heartfelt apology but were too ashamed of their son to approach their daughter-in-law.
“I… I forgive you,” Anne’s voice quivered, her gaze soft. “I know this has been hard for all of us.”
Mrs. Campbell’s eyes welled up with gratitude and remorse. “Anne, dear, we’re deeply sorry for doubting you. We’ll make amends.”
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Mr. Campbell nodded in earnest agreement. “We’ll support you, Anne. You and the baby.”
Anne’s heart swelled with gratitude as the weight of unjust accusations lifted. “Thank you. But there’s someone else who needs your support too.” She turned to Julie, who stood by her side, a silent pillar of strength.
“Julie is also having his child,” Anne’s words held both strength and empathy. “She needs your support just as much as I do.”
Mr. and Mrs. Campbell exchanged a somber yet understanding glance, the gravity of the situation sinking in. “Of course, Anne. We’ll be there for both of you,” Mrs. Campbell affirmed.
Then, Anne took a deep breath, her trembling hands resting gently on her belly.
“And there’s something else,” Anne’s voice was filled with joyous anticipation, a glimmer of hope breaking through the shadows. “Our baby… it’s a boy.”
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A collective gasp of joy and excitement filled the room. Tears mingled with smiles as the revelation sparked newfound jubilation. The promise of a baby boy brought a surge of hope and unity, knitting together the torn fabric of their lives.
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