A friendly dinner with my wife’s best friend turned into a night that would reveal who she really was. I overheard her say some of the most cruel things about my wife, and you won’t believe the revenge I plotted. I had to show this woman she could never mess with the people I love.
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I’m Jake. I’ve been with my wife Meg for over five years, and she’s the love of my life. We’ve been through a lot together, especially struggling with infertility.
About a month ago, we went to dinner with some friends, including Meg’s best friend and our maid of honor, Bethany. The evening was going pretty well, with lots of laughter and catching up.
As the night went on, I leaned over to Meg and said, “We should probably head out soon. We need to stick to our treatment schedule.”
Meg nodded, giving me a small smile. “You’re right. Let’s say our goodbyes.”
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We excused ourselves, explaining to our friends, “Sorry to cut it short, but we’ve got an early appointment tomorrow.” Bethany and the others waved us off with cheerful goodbyes, and we left the restaurant, thinking the night had ended on a good note. Little did I know, it was just the beginning.
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So, we left, but I realized I had left my phone at the restaurant. “Oh no, I left my phone,” I said, patting my pockets frantically.
Meg looked at me with concern. “Do you want me to go with you?”
I shook my head. “No, you go on home. I’ll be quick.”
I hurried back to the restaurant and spotted my phone on the table. Just as I was grabbing it, I overheard Bethany talking to another friend.
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“Oh gosh, did you see Meg?” Bethany sneered. “She’s soooo pathetic! What does she hope for? I bet Jake will be crawling to me the moment I give him a wink. At least, I could give him a healthy child. She’s just sterile.”
My jaw hit the floor. How could she say that? I would never trade Meg for this evil woman. I didn’t lose it right there, though I was close. Instead, I decided Bethany needed a harsher wake-up call. So, I came up with a plan.
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The next time we all got together, I started being extra friendly with Bethany. “Hey Bethany, you look great tonight,” I complimented, flashing her a smile.
She laughed, clearly enjoying the attention. “Thanks, Jake! You always know how to make a girl feel special.”
I laughed at her jokes and even started texting her occasionally. “Hey Bethany, saw this and thought of you,” I messaged, attaching a funny meme.
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I wanted her to think she was winning me over, and it didn’t take long before she started flirting back. “You’re so sweet, Jake. Maybe we should hang out more often,” she replied.
I played along, acting like I was falling for her charm.
Over the next few weeks, I ramped it up. I sent Bethany sweet messages, and when we were out with friends, I made sure to give her extra attention.
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“Bethany, you always have the best stories,” I said one evening, laughing at one of her anecdotes.
She beamed, clearly enjoying the spotlight. “You think so, Jake? I guess I do have a knack for it.”
Meanwhile, Meg had no idea what was going on; I didn’t want to hurt her by revealing Bethany’s cruel words just yet. She’d ask me, “How’s Bethany doing? She seems so happy lately.”
I’d smile and say, “Yeah, she’s been in a good mood. Must be all the attention from everyone.”
Eventually, Bethany couldn’t resist and suggested we meet up alone. She thought she had me wrapped around her finger.
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“Hey Jake, how about we grab coffee sometime? Just the two of us,” she texted one day.
I agreed, knowing this was the perfect time to drop the bombshell. “Sure, Bethany. How about Friday at that little coffee shop downtown?” I replied.
When we met, she was all smiles and flirty. “Hey Jake,” she said, her eyes sparkling. “I’m so glad you could make it.”
“Of course, Bethany. I’ve been looking forward to it,” I said, giving her a charming smile.
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During our coffee date, I acted even more interested, letting her believe she was winning me over. “You know, Bethany, I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately,” I said, leaning in slightly.
She blushed, clearly pleased. “Oh really? What have you been thinking?” she asked, twirling a strand of hair around her finger.
“Just how great you are. How fun it is to be around you,” I replied, watching her soak up the compliments.
As the weeks went by, Bethany started dropping hints about a future together. “Jake, you deserve someone who can give you everything you want,” she said one day.
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I knew it was time to escalate things. I invited her to dinner at a fancy restaurant under the guise of discussing our “relationship” further. “Bethany, let’s have a special dinner. I want to talk about us,” I said, my voice serious.
She arrived dressed to the nines, clearly expecting a big moment. “Jake, you look amazing,” she said, her eyes wide with anticipation.
As we sat down, I began my routine of complimenting her. “You look stunning tonight, Bethany,” I said.
“Thank you, Jake,” she replied.
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Then, just as she seemed to be basking in her triumph, I dropped the bombshell. “Bethany, do you remember that night at the restaurant when you said those things about Meg? About her being pathetic and sterile?” I asked, leaning in closer.
Her face went pale. “What are you talking about, Jake?”
“I heard everything you said,” I continued. “You mocked my wife, the woman I love, behind her back. You thought I’d fall for your manipulative, arrogant act? You’re wrong. I would never trade Meg for someone as cruel and hypocritical as you.”
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Bethany’s expression turned from shock to anger. “You played me?”
“Damn right, I did,” I said, leaning back with a smirk. “And now, everyone will know the real you. You’ll never see Meg again. I’ll make sure of it.”
“You… you’re a monster!” she hissed, her eyes blazing with fury.
“No, Bethany. You are,” I replied calmly. “And now, you’ll face the consequences of your actions.”
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Bethany stormed out of the restaurant, humiliated and furious.
I returned home to Meg, who had been in on the plan from the beginning. “How did it go?” she asked, concern in her eyes.
“Better than I expected,” I replied, pulling her into a hug. “She’s not going to bother us anymore.”
We had a long talk about what happened, and it brought us even closer. But it hurt that my wife had faced this kind of betrayal.
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“I’m so sorry you had to go through this, Meg,” I said, holding her close.
“It’s not your fault, Jake. I’m just glad we handled it together,” she replied, smiling up at me.
The fallout was satisfying. Bethany tried to salvage her reputation, but word spread quickly about what she had said and done. She lost many friends, and her social circle shrank dramatically. “She got what she deserved,” Meg said one day, a note of satisfaction in her voice.
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“Yes, she did,” I agreed. “And we’re stronger than ever because of it.”
Meg and I continued our journey together, stronger than ever. We knew that no matter what challenges we faced, we could overcome them together. The lesson here? Don’t mess with the people I love. Karma has a way of catching up with you, especially when you least expect it.
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Thanks for reading, everyone. Stay strong, stand up for your loved ones, and never let anyone get away with cruelty.
If you thought this a cold-severed revenge plan, you would not believe what Megan did after she found out her soon-to-be husband was cheating on her with her best friend! As if it could not get any worse, she was invited to their wedding, but she had a plan to ruin their happy day.
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.
My Wife Began to Pull Away and Avoid My Daughter and Me – One Day, She Left This Envelope and Vanished
When my wife started pulling away from me and our daughter, I couldn’t understand why. My heartbreaking story is about how someone can love you so much that they try to protect you by all means. Read on to see how we traversed secrets, innocent lies, and heartache to unite as a family.
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There’s something deeply unsettling about not knowing the whole story, especially when it involves the people you love the most. Okay, let me backtrack a bit, my name is Kevin, and Levine and I have been married for 15 lovely years.
We share one amazing child, Emily, who is still quite young and attending school. My wife and daughter mean the world to me, and I believe we have a great family. However, around six months ago, Levine started withdrawing and avoiding me and our daughter.
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For months, I watched as my formerly loving and caring wife grew increasingly distant by the day. What started as small changes in her demeanor escalated into full-blown avoidance. Her smiles are fewer and her nights spent awake longer.
I even sometimes caught glimpses of her crying in the bathroom more than once. But every time I approached her about it, she brushed off my concerns with a shaky “I’m fine.” Yet, she wasn’t. And deep down, I knew it.
This unspoken “thing” hung over me and our daughter heavily, causing our family relationships to start cracking.
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“Levine, please talk to me,” I pleaded one evening, finding her again at the window, staring into the backyard. Her back was to me, her shoulders tense.
“I just need some air, Kevin. That’s all,” she murmured, her voice hardly above a whisper.
I stepped closer, my concern deepening. “It’s been months of ‘just needing air.’ You’re scaring me, baby. You’re scaring Emily.”
She turned then, her eyes wet with unshed tears. “I can’t, not yet…” her voice trailed off as she turned back to the window, leaving me standing helplessly behind her.
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I returned home yesterday from picking Emily up at school to find the house eerily silent. The morning Levine left was like any other, except she didn’t say goodbye. My stay-at-home wife wasn’t anywhere when we arrived.
However, on the kitchen table amidst the usual clutter of mail and Emily’s school books that she had come with, I found THIS DREADFUL ENVELOPE. My name scrawled across it in Levine’s familiar handwriting.
My heart sank to my stomach as I tore it open with trembling hands. Inside, her letter lay, written in the same shaky hand that had addressed the envelope. As I opened it, tears streamed down my face as I found out what she had been going through all along:
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“My dearest husband,
If you’re reading this, then I am already gone. I couldn’t bear to tell you in person, for fear I would never be able to leave. I have been diagnosed with stage 3 cancer, and the doctors are not hopeful. It is my deepest fear to become a burden to you and our beautiful Emily.
I want to protect you both from the pain of watching me deteriorate. I love you both more than life itself, and it’s because I love you that I need to do this. Please understand that this is the hardest choice I’ve ever made, but it’s made out of love. I am at Clear Life Center, a quiet hospice two states away. Please forgive me.
With all my love, always,
Levine.”
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Tears blurred my vision as I tried to compose myself. My lovely, beautiful wife had chosen solitude over the anguish she believed her illness would cause us. If I thought I loved her before, at that moment I realized I loved her MORE THAN EVER.
Without a second thought, I packed a bag. I told Emily, “My baby, mommy’s not feeling too well, and we are going on a little trip to see her, okay?” My brave little girl with a worried face asked, “Is she going to be okay, Daddy?”
Not wanting to lie to her, I replied, “She’s going to feel much better when she sees us, I promise.” We drove straight to the facility my wife mentioned, desperate to be with her, regardless of her wishes to shield us.
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When we arrived and I found her, the reality of her condition hit hard. Levine was frail, a shadow of the vibrant woman I had fallen in love with. Yet, when she saw us, her eyes lit up with a mix of joy and sorrow, and she instantly looked better, than I had envisioned!
“Kevin, Emily,” she murmured, reaching out weakly.
“Mom, why didn’t you tell us? We could have helped…” Emily sobbed, clutching her mother’s hand. “I thought… I thought it would be easier this way,” Levine whispered, tears streaming down her face.
“We needed to be here, with you. No matter what,” I said, gripping her hand.
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We spent those last weeks of her illness by her side, achieving her life goals before her death. Whenever she was strong enough, we went out for walks, well, she was in a wheelchair. She got to tell Emily all the things she wished her to know before her passing.
“I’ll always love you, my sweet baby girl. And I want you to know that I will be with you in spirit for all the days of your life,” Levine told Emily as they embraced, shedding more tears.
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We talked, laughed, and sometimes sat in silence, savoring the precious moments we had left. Emily read her favorite books aloud, and I held her mother’s hand every night until she fell asleep.
My darling wife passed away holding my hand. Emily curled up beside her, a peaceful expression on her face. Her last days were not filled with the pain and suffering she had feared but with love and the warmth of her family.
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In the wake of her passing, I’ve come to realize the profound strength it took for her to make the decision she did. Levine’s act, initially so incomprehensible to me, was one of selfless love. The kind that sees beyond immediate pain to the eventual peace it can bring to those left behind.
Now, as Emily and I adjust to a world without Levine, we do so with a deep understanding of her last gift to us. Not just the envelope that explained her absence, but the enduring presence of her love.
A love that, like the subtle fragrance of her favorite flowers, lingers around us, invisible yet palpable. It remained a gentle reminder that even in their absence, love remains.
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While Kevin’s marriage to Levine ended because of a disease that took her from him, in the following tale, lies cause a rift between the couple. The person who exposed the lies was the couple’s daughter we started becoming distant when her parents appeared to be mending their troubled relationship.
Our Daughter Began Avoiding Us When My Husband Started Giving Me Gifts — Her Revelation Shattered Our Family
Hold onto your hats, folks, because this tale of love, lies, and a little detective work is one bumpy ride through the waves of marriage!
Our story starts with a couple who could have easily been captains of rival ships in a storm. With daily squabbles about everything from dishwashers to parenting, their home was clouded with disappointment and resentment. Despite trying to steer their marriage in a better direction with counseling, progress was slow, like watching paint dry on a rainy day.
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Just when it seemed like they’d be stuck in this rut forever, the husband started changing his tune. He dusted off his old romantic self, bringing little gifts and sharing thoughtful gestures—like a surprise book or a scarf in her favorite color—that made his wife think maybe, just maybe, the love they once shared was navigating back to them.
But just as their relationship seemed to be sailing smoother seas, their daughter dropped a bombshell that turned their calm waters into a whirlwind. She accused her dad of lying—not just tiny white lies, but the kind that shatters trust. The proof? A dusty bag hidden in the garage, filled with photos and notes about other women he was also gifting. Yep, our once-hopeful wife was just one of the names on his list!
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The shock of the discovery sent the wife and her daughter packing to grandma’s house, where the spouse decided it was time to cut ties with the past. In a symbolic move, she tied the bag of deceit to a beam in an old shed and let its contents fall, freeing herself from the weight of betrayal.
As the dust settled, it was clear that moving forward meant building a new life on honesty and respect. The journey ahead wouldn’t be easy, but with their shared strength and determination, a new chapter filled with hope and healing was just on the horizon.
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So, if you’re ready for a story that mixes heartache with a dash of empowerment, dive into this deep-sea exploration of trust, betrayal, and starting anew. It’s a reminder that even in the darkest waters, the anchor of truth can lead us back to shore.
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This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.
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