When my husband’s mistress got pregnant, my entire in-laws’ family told me to leave the house. I simply smiled and said one sentence— and the faces of all six of them fell. They apologized, but it was already too late…
Maria and Adrian loved each other for two years before getting married.
At that time, he was a gentle, sincere man, and I believed I was the luckiest woman alive. Our wedding happened with the blessings of both families.
My mother gave us a three-storey house as a wedding gift — the house was under my name, built from her entire life’s savings.
After becoming a daughter-in-law, I always tried my best to maintain our little family.
My mother-in-law — Lilibeth — was never satisfied with me because I worked at a bank, left early, came home late, and often couldn’t cook. But I never blamed her. I simply tried to adjust myself silently.
Then one day, my life turned upside down. Adrian came home with a strange expression and said he needed to “talk seriously.” My heart sank as he began:
“I’m sorry… but someone else came into my life. She’s pregnant…”
I thought I had misheard. It felt like someone squeezed my heart tight. But what hurt most was how calm he was — as if he were discussing a business deal.
A week later, my in-laws gathered at my house. There were six people: my husband, my mother- and father-in-law, my sister-in-law, my brother-in-law, and the mistress — the one who was pregnant.
They all sat in the living room of the house my mother had given me, looking at me without a trace of guilt.
My mother-in-law spoke first:
“Maria, what’s done is done. You should accept it. Women shouldn’t make things hard for each other. She’s pregnant, she has rights. And you… you should step aside so everything can stay peaceful.”
I looked at her. Not once in all those days had she asked me how I felt. She didn’t care about my pain — only about the child she believed was their “family heir.”