Yesterday, late at night, my son-in-law called me. He usually doesn’t call, so I was worried. Apologizing for the late call, he asked where my daughter was. I was surprised; I had seen my daughter three days ago, and we hadn’t spoken since. I
generally didn’t interfere in my daughter’s life or offer advice; she was an adult and had to solve her own problems. I asked if they had quarreled. He replied that there were no quarrels; his wife packed her things and left, leaving the children with him.
My daughter didn’t work; she dedicated herself to raising their sons. Her husband worked and earned well. They seemed like an ordinary family. She never left the children since their birth. She was always tender, faithful, and efficient in managing the household. Domestic chores were her responsibility: household tasks, cooking, and taking care of the children.
She spent the whole day busily, like a squirrel in a wheel. The husband wasn’t involved in childcare. I immediately started calling my daughter. She picked up, and I shouted into the phone, asking where she was, what happened, and why she left the children.
She calmly replied that she was planning to divorce. I couldn’t believe my ears. Then she calmly explained that her husband would tell the rest. It turned out that my son-in-law had a mistress, and my daughter found out about it. It all started when his wife was expecting their second child. Who could have thought?
The same mistress called my daughter, introduced herself, and sent pictures and correspondence as proof. In reality, my son-in-law had been frequently visiting another family, working on weekends. Now it all made sense. My daughter decided to pack her things and leave while the kids were asleep. Her husband was busy exchanging messages with his mistress and didn’t notice his wife slipping out the door. She wanted to punish him and left the children with him because she had no place to go and no money. To say I was shocked is an understatement
. I didn’t expect this from my son-in-law. But I was also angry with my daughter; how could she leave the children when her husband couldn’t even cook? She said she would take the children back when she got on her feet. I couldn’t imagine that my daughter would do this. The kids are still little, and they need care, but I don’t have the strength to take care of my grandchildren.
