Father Notices His 14-Year-Old Daughter Receives Pricey Gifts from Unknown Man — Story of the Day

Bobby discovered a hidden stash of expensive gifts in his teenage daughter’s closet, along with a photo of an unknown older man and a note about a café meeting. He discreetly followed her to the café, unaware he’d uncover a secret that would tear his family apart.

Bobby had always been a doting father to Mia and often checked on her, making sure she was doing well. But for the past three months, he had noticed Mia was acting odd.

Her late-night phone calls, closed-door conversations, and the cigarette smell that lingered in her room convinced Bobby that his 14-year-old was up to something wrong.

So one day, Bobby decided to check Mia’s room for a cigarette or a lighter, but instead, he found a gift box hidden under a pile of clothes in her cupboard…

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Inside the box was an assortment of expensive gifts — branded perfumes, a smartwatch Mia had long wanted, and a diamond bracelet. Then his hands landed on a photograph of an older man, likely in his 50s, and a letter detailing an upcoming meeting at a local café that day.

“My dear Mia,

I’m really excited about finally meeting you. I’m already picturing us talking, laughing, sitting next to each other. God, I hope this café we’re meeting at serves a vegan menu. But again, who cares about food when I’m getting to be with you? I can’t wait for this Saturday!

See you soon  Love, V.”

Bobby read the letter again and again and couldn’t believe his teenage daughter was getting involved with a man her dad’s age.

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Bobby lifted the stranger’s picture off the bed and stared at it another time, trying to remember if he knew the guy. But he hadn’t seen this man before. A rage took over Bobby. He stormed out of Mia’s room and dialed her.

“Dad, I’m in music class! Stop calling me! Goodbye!” she hung up even before he would say a word.

Bobby dialed Mia again, but she canceled the call. He tried a few more times and gave up when she didn’t answer at all. Finally, Bobby put the things back into her room. He knew she’d be mad if she found out he had gone through her things.

After a while, Bobby took out his phone and began searching for vegan cafés in their town.

“Café Bean…that’s the only vegan diner? Were they planning to meet here today?” he wondered.

Bobby made up his mind. He disguised himself in a cap and hoodie and drove to the café. Upon arriving, Bobby scanned the eatery for any sign of Mia or her friend. To his relief, he spotted her alone by the window seat.

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A smile appeared on Mia’s lips every time her phone buzzed with a notification. Bobby felt a pang of jealousy. He missed those days when Mia would be laughing and joking around him.

It was as if she’d become an entirely different person since the day they’d returned from a routine checkup three months ago.

Bobby and his family were at the doctor’s office that day, awaiting their reports, when he was called to the reception to fill out a form. As he stepped out of the doctor’s office, in walked a new doctor with some papers.

“Mrs. Davis, can we talk in private?” she asked. But Mrs. Davis insisted Mia stay.

“Does your daughter have any hereditary diseases?” she asked. “Have you three taken a blood test together before? Especially Mia and Mr. Davis?”

Mrs. Davis’s heart skipped a beat. “N—No, doctor,” she said.

“I see,” the doctor’s brows arched. “Well, I see your daughter’s blood group doesn’t match your husband’s. Are you aware of this? Is Mr. Davis, not Mia’s—”

Mrs. Davis felt a lump in her throat and looked at the doctor, unsure how to respond. Her face drained of blood as her eyes darted from the doctor to Mia, who was surprised.

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”Wha—What do you mean my blood group doesn’t match my Dad’s?” Mia stammered.

”Well, your father’s blood type is such that…he’s unlikely to be your father,” revealed the doctor.

Mia’s eyes bulged in shock as she turned to her mother.

“We’ll talk about this later,” Mrs. Davis hushed Mia, pleading for silence. As Bobby returned, he noticed the worry etched on his wife’s face, but Mrs. Davis assured him everything was alright.

“What was all that about, Mom? Is Dad…not my birth father? How is it that my blood type doesn’t match Dad’s?” Mia grabbed Mrs. Davis’s arm as Bobby headed to their car.

“I’ll explain everything once we’re home, but don’t ask anything in front of your father. It’s better if we discuss it privately.”

Mia waited until they arrived home. Then she called Mrs. Davis to her room. “Now tell me,” she said as her mother entered her room.

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Mrs. Davis’s eyes welled up as she sat beside Mia. “The doctor was right, honey,” Mrs. Davis revealed. “Bobby isn’t your real father. When he was on a business trip to Cape Town, I met someone on a cruise in Virginia. It was a small fling… and I found out I was pregnant. I knew Bobby would love you like his own, and I didn’t want to hurt either of you by telling the truth.”

Mia’s jaw dropped as she listened to her mother’s confession. ”Who’s my real father?” she asked in tears.

But Mrs. Davis refused to reveal her affair partner’s identity until Mia threatened to have a word with Bobby.

”Okay, fine! His name is Victor! But you have to promise me you won’t tell anyone, especially not Bobby.”

”Where is he from? Mom, I want to know everything about him,” Mia pressed her mother.

Mrs. Davis shook her head as she turned to face Mia, her eyes filled with guilt. “We never met again after the cruise. And please don’t ask me anything about him again.”

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That night, Mia combed countless social media profiles, desperate to find her biological father. Her heart raced as she stumbled onto a profile, her eyes scanning the details repeatedly. It matched her mother’s description of events—the name, the age, the location.

Mia typed out a message with trembling fingers. “Hey, I’m Mia, and I know this might freak you out, but I’m your daughter. You met my Mom at Island Temptations on a cruise in Virginia around 15 years back. Can we talk?”

A reply came minutes later. “What? Sorry. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Mia’s heart started pounding as she took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves before typing out her response.

“My mom, Esther, told me you’re my biological father. I know this might come as a shock to you. But I know something that only you and my Mom know.”

There was a long pause, and minutes later, another notification popped that made Mia’s eyes water.

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”I don’t know what to say! Yeah, I met Esther on a cruise. We never met or contacted each other again after the cruise. I’m now happily married to my gay partner. We don’t have any children & I’m so surprised I have a daughter. Thank you for reaching out, Mia. Maybe we can meet. What do you think?”

Mia and Victor spent the night exchanging messages, getting to know each other. With each passing day, she started spending more time with him on video chats and was thrilled when he told her he would be passing through her town soon and would love to meet her.

A week before the planned meeting, Mia received a parcel. It was a gift box with an expensive watch, her favorite perfumes, a diamond bracelet, and a note with a picture of Victor. She couldn’t wait to meet him in person that weekend.

Mia’s phone buzzed loudly, snapping her to the moment. “Send me the café’s location, darling,” read Victor’s message.

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Bobby, who was watching everything keenly from the corner table, clenched his teeth and fists as a man approached Mia’s table and hugged her.

”WHAT THE HELL’S GOING ON HERE?” The sound of Bobby’s voice startled Mia and Victor, causing them to pull away from each other.

“You better start explaining!” Bobby demanded as he approached them.

“Dad…what are you doing here? Were you following me?” Mia rose angrily.

But before she could process what was happening, Bobby ignored her questions and threw a punch that landed on Victor’s jaw, breaking a tooth.

Victor toppled over the table, wincing in pain, the sound of shattering glass and startled screams filling the café as Bobby pounced on him and beat him up.

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“STOP!” Mia shrieked, but Bobby was uncontrollable.

”You stay away from my daughter, you creep!”‘ Bobby yelled, grabbing Victor by the collar. “How dare you flirt with my girl?”

”Dad, stop! Please, let him go,” Mia pleaded.

But Bobby had entered a place too dark with rage to listen, and there was no coming back. He planted another hard blow on Victor’s nose, causing Victor to black out.

The other customers in the café struggled to separate Bobby further away from a bleeding and unconscious Victor.

“OMG, what did you do…Dad, wake up! Dad!” Mia screamed. Bobby froze in disbelief, watching Mia cradling Victor’s head on her lap and addressing Victor as ‘Dad.’

“Mia, what’s going on? Did you just call him Dad?” Bobby asked her as paramedics arrived, and Victor was taken to the hospital.

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”Sir, we need you to come with us,” an officer approached Bobby with handcuffs.

A couple of hours later, the doctor entered Victor’s ward.

“Nothing to worry about. He’s stable now,” the doctor told Mrs. Davis and Mia as they rose from Victor’s bedside.

”Hello, Victor,” Bobby entered the ward, breaking the grave silence.

Following his arrest, Bobby was taken to the hospital to check his bloodied hands for any injuries. When he learned Victor was also admitted there, he begged the Sheriff to let him into Victor’s ward for a minute.

”I’m sorry about everything, Victor. I misunderstood that you and my daughter were actually…you know. I love my daughter more than anything in the world. What I did… was to protect Mia. I wasn’t thinking clearly.”

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“I didn’t know you were capable of this, Bobby,” Mrs. Davis said.

”Well, even I didn’t know that you were capable of…well, Esther, you’ll never see me again,” Bobby sadly lowered his head.

As he made his way out of the ward, he glanced back at Mia. “No matter what happens or who comes our way…I’ll still love you. I always will. My doors are always open for you,” he said in agony as he walked away with the Sheriff.

Mrs. Davis and Mia’s eyes were cloaked with sadness and regret as they realized they had caused irreparable damage to their family.

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I Caught My Sister Flirting with My Husband in My Shower While I Was on a Business Trip — My Revenge Made Them Both Cry

Some secrets hide in plain sight, waiting for the right moment to shatter everything. I never thought I’d be caught in the middle of one until the day I walked into my own home and found my world turned upside down.

You think you know the people closest to you, right? That’s what I used to believe. I was the kind of person who trusted easily: my husband, my sister, my whole world. But life has a way of blindsiding you when you least expect it, and suddenly, you’re living in a story you wouldn’t wish on your worst enemy.

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A woman sitting in her living room | Source: Midjourney

I’m Greta, 30, a marketing manager with a hectic job that keeps me traveling more than I’d like. Tom and I have been married for five years. We’ve always been that couple people say is “meant to be.” You know, the high school sweethearts who stuck it out, built a life together, and somehow made it look easy.

Then there’s my sister, Kelly. She’s two years younger, full of life, and always the center of attention. If I’m the dependable rock, Kelly’s the unpredictable firecracker. And until now, I’d always thought we complemented each other perfectly.

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A woman laughing | Source: Midjourney

So, last week, I was on a business trip. It was just another typical work thing; endless meetings, fancy dinners, and way too much small talk. By day six, I was missing Tom like crazy.

So, I thought, why not come home a day early and surprise him? I pictured this perfect moment where he’d be all excited to see me, maybe we’d have a quiet dinner, and then, well… you get the idea.

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A table decorated with candles for a romantic dinner | Source: Pexels

I pulled into the driveway, practically buzzing with excitement. I slipped my shoes off quietly, wanting to catch him off guard. The house was unusually quiet, but I figured Tom might be napping or out running errands.

I made my way through the living room, and that was when I heard it: the shower running. A smile crept across my face. Perfect timing, right? I’d just jump in, and it would be the romantic reunion I’d been daydreaming about all week.

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A woman returns from a business trip | Source: Midjourney

But as I got closer, I heard something else. A voice. A woman’s voice. My heart started to race, but I kept moving, telling myself it was nothing — until I recognized the voice. Kelly. My sister. In my house. With my husband.

I stopped dead in my tracks, my breath caught in my throat. Then I heard Kelly’s voice again, clear as day, “Honey, come in! We only have a few more days until she gets back.”

My stomach twisted. It was like my entire world had just shattered in one cruel second.

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A shocked woman dressed in a business attire | Source: Midjourney

I could feel my pulse pounding in my ears and my hands trembling. I wanted to burst through that door and scream, to confront them both right there, dripping wet and defenseless. But I didn’t. Something in me just… snapped. And suddenly, anger gave way to something else, something far more satisfying.

If they wanted to play games, I could play too. And I was going to win. I backed away, grabbed my keys, and left as quietly as I’d come. My hands were shaking as I started the car, my head buzzing with anger and disbelief.

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A woman driving a car | Source: Midjourney

The longer I drove, the clearer my thoughts became. I wasn’t just going to confront them. That would be too easy, too predictable. I was going to make them regret every second of this little fling in the most perfect, humiliating, and hilarious way possible.

I pulled into the nearest store, grabbed a cart, and started tossing in everything I’d need for my plan. They’d messed with the wrong woman, and by the time I was done, they would wish they had never stepped foot in my house.

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A closeup of a shopping cart in a superstore | Source: Unsplash

Step one of my plan? I headed back home. By the time I got there, Tom and Kelly were lounging around in the living room like they owned the place.

I could hear their laughter, and it made my skin crawl. I sneaked inside, keeping to the edges of the room so they wouldn’t notice me. It was hard to stay quiet when all I wanted to do was yell, but I kept my cool.

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A couple laughing | Source: Midjourney

After that, I grabbed a couple of garbage bags and started collecting all of Tom’s stuff: his clothes, shoes, his beloved video game consoles, and even his shaving kit. It felt like I was moving him out, but that wasn’t exactly the plan.

Once I had everything, I loaded up my car and drove straight to Kelly’s house. I dumped Tom’s stuff all over her front yard, making sure his favorite console landed face down on the grass. I took a deep breath, feeling the rush of satisfaction. I wasn’t done yet, but this was a good start.

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A man’s shoes, clothes, and video game consoles lying dumped in the front yard of a house | Source: Midjourney

Step two: I called Sarah, our mutual friend with a flair for drama. She’s the type who’d wear a ballgown to a pizza party just for the fun of it. If anyone could help make this plan spectacular, it was her.

“Sarah, you will not believe what just happened,” I said, my voice shaky from both anger and excitement.

“Greta, what’s going on?” she asked, immediately concerned.

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A woman looks concerned while talking on her phone | Source: Midjourney

I filled her in on everything: the shower, the betrayal, the dumping of Tom’s stuff. She gasped, then started laughing so hard she had to put me on speaker just to catch her breath.

“Oh my God, Greta. This is insane! What are you going to do?”

“Well,” I said, smiling at the idea forming in my head, “we were planning that barbecue next weekend, right? How about we move it up to tomorrow? But this isn’t just any barbecue; it’s a coming out party.”

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A woman smiles while talking on her phone | Source: Midjourney

Sarah was all in. She started texting people right away, and within minutes, the guest list had doubled. We were turning this into the event of the year, and everyone was about to witness the grand unveiling of Tom and Kelly’s little secret.

Step three was my favorite. I set up a group chat with friends and family, including Tom and Kelly, and sent out a message, “Exciting news! Come to Sarah’s tomorrow for a big surprise! Dress code: tropical vacation vibes!”

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A woman texting on her phone | Source: Midjourney

The next day, the backyard was filled with people in floral shirts, sunglasses, and bright colors, sipping cocktails and wondering what the big news was. I watched from the sidelines as Tom and Kelly showed up, both looking uneasy, probably sensing something was off.

“Hey, love,” Tom said, startled to see me. “When did you return from your business trip and what’s this all about?”

“Oh, you’ll see, hun,” I replied, giving him a sweet smile. Kelly tried to avoid eye contact, fidgeting with the strap of her sundress. I could tell she was nervous, and that was exactly how I wanted her to feel.

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A woman looks nervous while standing at a party | Source: Midjourney

When everyone had arrived, I clinked my glass to get their attention. “Hey, guys! Thanks for coming on such short notice,” I began. “I know you’re all curious about the surprise, and trust me, it’s a big one.”

I glanced over at Tom and Kelly, their faces a blend of confusion and fear. I almost felt sorry for them. Almost.

“So, here’s the deal,” I continued. “Yesterday, I found out that my darling husband Tom and my wonderful sister Kelly have been sneaking around behind my back.”

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A woman talking in a mic at a party | Source: Midjourney

Gasps echoed around the yard, eyes darting between Tom, Kelly, and me.

“But don’t worry, I’m not mad. In fact, I’m grateful. Because this whole mess brought me closer to all of you and made me realize something.”

Tom looked like he’d been slapped. “Greta, wait—” he started, but I held up my hand.

“Oh, we’re not done. Since you two love surprises so much, we’re going to play a little game today. It’s called ‘Who Can Pack Faster?’” I pulled out two suitcases I’d brought along and tossed them at Kelly and Tom’s feet.

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Two suitcases | Source: Freepik

“You have ten minutes to pack your things and get out of my life. The faster you go, the faster you win.”

There was a stunned silence, then a burst of laughter from Sarah, quickly followed by a ripple of giggles around the group. Tom’s face flushed red, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Kelly looked like she wanted to disappear.

Tom tried to stammer something, his voice cracking. “Greta, please, it’s not what it looks like, I swear—”

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A man looks ashamed while standing at a party | Source: Midjourney

“Save it, Tom,” I cut him off, arms crossed. “The only words I want to hear from you are ‘goodbye.’”

Kelly grabbed her bag, tears brimming in her eyes. “This is ridiculous!” she spat, her voice shaking as she stormed off toward the gate.

Tom lingered, looking around at our friends, desperate for someone to back him up. “Guys, come on, this is a misunderstanding—”

Sarah raised her glass with a smirk. “Better find a new place, Tom. Good luck!”

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A woman smirks while holding a glass of drink at a party | Source: Midjourney

Tom hesitated, his shoulders slumping in defeat. He finally turned and followed Kelly out, his face red with embarrassment. By the end of it, half of our friends were offering me drinks, and the other half were telling Tom to figure out his living situation.

Needless to say, Tom didn’t come home that night. And Kelly? Well, she’s been trying to avoid family functions ever since. They thought they’d play me, but in the end, I got the last laugh.

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A confident woman | Source: Midjourney

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