Abbie’s world turns upside down when her husband vanishes without a trace, leaving only a cryptic note behind. Days later, a phone call from her mother-in-law reveals a shocking secret that shakes Abbie to the core. Where is Matthew?
“Matthew? This isn’t funny, where are you?” I called out, expecting to hear his voice from another room.
But the house was silent, except for the faint hum of the refrigerator.
My heart started to race as I noticed a note on the kitchen table.
It read, “Don’t search for me.“
I stared at the note, hoping it was a bad joke. Matthew loved pranks, but this felt different. I grabbed my phone and dialed his number, only to hear it go straight to voicemail.
“Matthew, call me back,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “This isn’t funny.”
I called his mom next. “Hi, it’s Abbie. Have you heard from Matthew?”
“No, dear,” Claire replied. “Is everything alright?”
“Yes, yes, it is. Sorry, I guess he just went out for a walk.”
I hung up and tried his best friend, James.
“No, Abbie, we haven’t heard from him,” James said, his concern mirroring mine.
Matthew never returned.
The kids kept asking, “Where’s Daddy?”
I didn’t know how to answer them. I finally went to the police, clutching the note in my hand.
“Ma’am, with the note he left, we can’t start a search,” the officer said.
“But he’s missing!” I protested, feeling a lump rise in my throat. “What if something happened to him?”
The officer shook his head. “I’m sorry, but adults have the right to disappear if they want to. There’s nothing we can do.”
I left the station feeling helpless and alone.
I returned home to our cozy suburban house, now filled with an eerie emptiness. I gathered the children in the living room.
“Kids, I need to tell you something,” I began, my voice shaking. “Daddy is… he’s gone away for a while.”
“Why, Mommy?” my youngest asked.
“I don’t know, sweetheart,” I replied, pulling her into a hug. “But we have to be strong, okay?”
The days that followed were a blur of tears and unanswered questions.
Every corner of the house reminded me of Matthew.
His favorite coffee mug on the counter, his shoes by the door, the jacket he always wore still hanging in the closet.
I tried to keep things normal for the kids, but it was a struggle. Every time they asked about their father, my heart broke a little more.
Then, one day, I received a call from my mother-in-law.
“If you want to know the truth, promise me you won’t tell Matthew anything,” her voice cracked through the FaceTime call, breaking the silence of the room.
“Promise? What’s going on?” I asked, feeling a knot tighten in my stomach.
“Matthew is here at my house. With his mistress and their newborn baby,” she began.
I was horrified.
“Matthew told me to keep it a secret from you, Abbie,” she continued. “His mistress had nowhere to go, so he brought her here. He’s planning to spend money from your joint account to rent them an apartment. He told me he is going to divorce you and stay with his mistress. She’s… barely 19.”
I felt like the ground had just been pulled out from under me.
My vision blurred with tears as I struggled to comprehend her words.
“He… he’s what?” I stammered.
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“I’m sorry for lying to you about his whereabouts and not telling the truth earlier, ” she continued. “I didn’t know what to do since he is my son… I needed some time to think about everything. But you are also family to me and the mother to my grandkids, whom I love dearly. That’s why I decided to tell you the truth. Abbie, you still have time. You can find a lawyer and save your money for the sake of your kids.”
I was shaking, a mix of anger, betrayal, and heartbreak surging through me.
“I can’t believe this,” I said, trying to steady my voice. “Thank you for telling me. I-I need to protect my children and myself.”
Ending the call, I sat in stunned silence, the reality of my situation crashing down on me. Matthew, the man I trusted and loved, was planning to abandon us for another woman.
The kids sensed something was wrong. “Mommy, where’s Daddy?” my youngest asked, her big eyes filled with confusion.
“He’s not coming back, sweetheart,” I said, pulling her into a tight hug. “But we have each other, and we’ll be okay.”
I could hardly believe what my mother-in-law had told me, but I had to keep moving forward for my kids. I immediately contacted a lawyer.
As we discussed my options, I received a call from an unknown number. I hesitated before answering.
“Hi, Abbie? It’s Lisa. I’m the woman Matthew has been seeing. I need to talk to you,” came the voice on the other end.
A chill ran down my spine. “How dare you!” I snapped. “How dare you call me?”
“Please, just meet me. There’s something you need to know, something important. It’s about your family,” she pleaded.
I was seething. I would’ve never agreed to see her face had I not sensed helplessness in her voice.
“Alright. Where do you want to meet?” I asked.
“Do you know that old café on street 8? 6 p.m. Does that work?”
At 6 p.m. sharp, I walked into the café, my eyes searching for her. When I first saw Lisa’s picture, I couldn’t believe Mathew could’ve dated a girl so young.
She was already there at a corner booth.
“Thank you for coming,” she said as I sat down.
“Why did you want to meet?” I asked.
“Matthew told me he was going to leave you, but I didn’t know he was going to abandon you like this. I didn’t agree to any of this,” she began.
“Why should I believe you?” I asked, folding my arms defensively.
She reached into her bag and pulled out a stack of papers.
“These are emails and messages from Matthew. He said horrible things about you, things I know aren’t true. He’s been manipulating both of us.”
I took the papers and began to read.
My hands trembled with rage as I saw the lies and deceit laid bare. “I can’t believe this,” I muttered, shaking my head.
Lisa looked at me earnestly. “He’s planning to take everything from you. But I don’t want any part of it. I want to help you.”
“Why are you doing this?” I asked, stunned.
“Because I didn’t know what kind of man he really was until it was too late. I want to make things right, at least in some small way,” she said, tears welling up in her eyes.
I looked at her, seeing the genuine remorse and desperation in her face. Maybe she was telling the truth.
“Alright,” I said slowly. “If you’re serious about helping, we need to gather as much evidence as we can. I need to protect my children and secure our future.”
We spent the next hour discussing our plan. Lisa shared more details about Matthew’s schemes, and we started forming an unlikely alliance.
It felt strange to trust the woman who had been with my husband, but her willingness to help gave me hope.
The next morning, I sat in my lawyer’s office.
“We need to confront him together. But first, I need to secure my finances and make sure he can’t take anything more from us,” I told my lawyer, Kate.
“With the information Lisa provided, we can freeze the joint accounts and protect your assets,” she assured me.
We went through the details step by step.
Kate filed the necessary paperwork to freeze our joint accounts and secure my assets.
It felt like a race against time, but I knew we had to be thorough.
Every piece of information Lisa had given us was crucial.
One evening, I sat at the kitchen table, paperwork spread out in front of me.
My mother-in-law had come over to help with the kids. She brought me a cup of tea and sat down across from me.
“You’re doing the right thing, Abbie,” she said softly. “I am so sorry for what my son is putting you through.”
“Only Matthew can be blamed for what’s happening, Claire. Nobody saw this coming, not even Lisa,” I replied, sipping the tea. “I’m so grateful to you for your support.”
“You’re stronger than you think,” she said, reassuringly squeezing my hand. “I’m always with you, okay?”
Finally, the day came when everything was in place. I took a deep breath and walked up to my mother-in-law’s door with Lisa by my side. The authorities followed closely behind, ready to enforce the legal actions we had taken.
As we entered, Matthew looked up, shocked to see us.
Abbie, what are you doing here?” he demanded, his eyes darting between me and Lisa.
“It’s over, Matthew,” I said firmly. “We know everything. Your lies, your betrayal, and your plans. You won’t get away with it.”
“What is this? You can’t do this to me!” he shouted, his face turning red with anger.
Lisa stepped forward, her voice calm but resolute. “We already have. You’re not going to hurt anyone else.”
The police officers moved in, presenting the legal documents.
“Mr. Johnson, you need to come with us. You’re being served with a restraining order and an order to vacate the premises,” one of them said.
Matthew looked around, his bravado crumbling. “This isn’t fair,” he muttered, his voice wavering as he tried to find some way to wriggle out of the situation.
“Oh, it’s perfectly fair, ex-husband,” I replied, holding up the divorce papers. “You made your choices, and now you face the consequences.”
As the officers escorted him out, a wave of relief and exhaustion washed over me. I turned to Lisa and my mother-in-law, who stood by my side, their support unwavering.
“Thank you,” I said, tears of relief streaming down my face. “I couldn’t have done this without you two.”
I was crying again, but they were tears of hope and gratitude this time. It was time to rebuild and move forward.
What would you have done?
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Man Kicks Out Brother After He Brought His Kids to His Wedding – Story of the Day
I kicked my brother out of the wedding hall after he went against my decision and brought his kids to the wedding. But I’m not ashamed of it. I think it was the right decision.
My wife, Laura, and I got married days ago, and we had decided to keep the wedding children-free. To be honest, I thought that was the best decision. So when I was sending out the invites, I made sure the message was clear to everyone.
To some extent, I was sure that everyone would respect my decision and won’t bring their kids to the wedding. But there was one person I wasn’t sure of, and that was my 36-year-old brother David.
David got married at a young age and has four kids. Like every parent, those kids mean the world to him, so he takes them everywhere he and his wife go.
And trust me when I say that the kids are with him everywhere because I hadn’t witnessed even one family event in twenty-eight years of my life when David and his wife attended an event without them.
So, unlike other guests, I gave the wedding invite to him in person and even read it out loud to make sure David didn’t miss the little note at the bottom. “Kids are not allowed. Sorry for the inconvenience,” I finished reading.
“Child-free, huh?” David added in a sarcastic tone.
“Well, yeah. I think that’s the best decision!” I replied instantly.
David glared at me. “Are you out of your mind, Richard? My kids have never been excluded from any event, big or small, let alone their own uncle’s wedding!”
Ramsey seemed upset when I told him kids weren’t allowed | Photo: Pexels
“I’m sorry, David,” I said after a little pause, “but it’s already been decided, and everyone has to follow the rules!”
David didn’t say anything after that. I thought he was pissed at me, so I was about to apologize again, but then he spoke up. “I get it, man, no children means no children, no worries. I won’t bring my kids!”
I was relieved David didn’t get into a fight about it and seemed to accept the rule. However, I had a hard time believing he would agree to my request so quickly. Who’d have guessed my suspicions would turn out to be true?
A week later, the wedding day came. Almost everyone in the family arrived except David and his wife. I began thinking David was furious with me because I had refused to let him bring his children to the wedding.
So I decided to phone him and apologize. But just as I was about to dial the number, my best man informed me that David and his children had arrived.
I was burning with anger, and I went straight to meet him at the entrance. I greeted the kids and asked my sister-in-law to take them back to the car. When they left, I lashed out at David.
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“You can’t enter, David,” I said. “Kids are not allowed in here!”
“Calm down, Richard,” David retorted. “It’s not like your wedding will be ruined because of my kids. Why are you acting like that?”
I was furious. “Acting like that?! Didn’t I tell you about it before?”
“You did, Richard, but I didn’t think you were serious. They’re just kids, after all. You’re not going to kick me out of the hall just because I didn’t follow the rules, right?” David responded.
“Well, I can. GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE, David! ” I yelled at the top of my voice.
David looked at me angrily. “You’re a lunatic, I swear. I mean, who does that to their brother?”
“I don’t want to explain anything to you now. Please leave!” I almost yelled at him.
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“You know what, Richard? You’re an awful uncle and brother for sure, but you’re a simp too! I’m sure it’s your lovely Laura who has brainwashed you like this! If I were in your place, I wouldn’t have married a pathetic woman!” David said and walked away.
I was even more enraged by David’s snide remarks about Laura, and I wanted to stop him and lash out at him once more. However, our last quarrel was humiliating and loud enough for all guests, including my in-laws, to gaze at us.
My mother had to step in to calm the situation by persuading me to let it go and invite David and his family to the wedding. But I stood firm in my refusal. I was adamant about my decision and paid no attention to what others had to say.
But since that day, everyone hated me and sided with David, claiming I betrayed him and his family by acting coldly towards them when all they wanted to do was celebrate the occasion with my wife and me.
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My father was furious with me for potentially and permanently destroying my relationship with David, his wife, and their children by excluding them from my wedding. David will never forget that day, he said. But first, let me explain why I did it.
I used to work for Laura’s dad’s company. He and his wife tragically died in a car accident. I was just one of the employees attending the funeral when I saw Laura for the first time.
A few days after the funeral, as I was on my way to the cabin, I met Laura at the office. She had come to collect some documents.
When I saw her, all I could think of was how sad she was during the funeral. So I asked her if she was doing well. I don’t know why but after talking to her that day, I felt like I wanted to learn more about her.
Luckily, we began meeting each other often, especially after Laura took over her dad’s position and came to the office every day. And before we realized it, we were in love.
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Laura had returned to regular life somehow, but her trauma from her parents’ death remained severe, and she was undergoing treatment for that. Laura’s therapist had warned me not to do anything that might cause her mental distress.
We had gone to see a gynecologist just a few weeks before the wedding because Laura wanted to talk about her health issues and see if there would be any complications with her pregnancy. Sadly, it turned out that Laura could never become a mother.
If Laura knew this, she wouldn’t be able to bear it because she wanted to give birth and have a family. So I decided to hide the truth from her until her therapist gave me the green light. But Laura learned about it, and as I had expected, she was devastated.
I decided not to allow children to attend our wedding because I knew Laura would be even more upset if she saw them. She had even planned a court wedding because she didn’t want such a lavish wedding after receiving the sad news. But I knew she always wanted the wedding to be like this since she talked about it from the beginning of our relationship.
Clara was devastated when she learned she couldn’t give birth | Photo: Pexels
Yes, I could have told my brother the real reason, but trust me, he’s not good with secrets, and my family is such that if people knew Laura was taking therapy sessions and now couldn’t become a mother, they wouldn’t accept our relationship. So I think what I did was right.
You can hate me for what I did, but I love Laura, and I will do anything to keep her happy.
What can we learn from this story?
- Sometimes you have to lose something to gain something. Richard ruined his relationship with his brother because he wanted to save Laura from further depression.
- If you love someone, you stay with them through the good and bad. Just as Richard stayed by Laura’s side every time.
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