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“I’ve found someone else. She’s better and younger. Leave the apartment to me—having the house is enough for you,” the husband demanded.

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It hurts to hear inhuman words from the person with whom you’ve spent twenty years, weathering every hardship and trying to preserve your marriage. Looking at her husband sitting on the couch with his head in his hands, Inga felt tears rising to her eyes. She already knew what Herman had decided to discuss. She … Read more

Mother-in-law Drove the Daughter-in-law Out, but Years Later the Husband’s Relatives Gasped When They Saw Their Son’s Ex-Wife

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Nadya stood in front of the mirror, looking at her reflection. Red eyes, trembling lips. Tears again. “Nad, what’s taking you so long?” Oleg shouted from the kitchen. “Mom’s waiting!” She wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her robe. Yesterday Anna Petrovna had thrown another fit over the borscht. Said the salt was wrong, … Read more

Waking up at night to get a drink of water, Zhanna overheard a conversation between her husband’s parents—and in the morning she filed for divorce.

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Zhanna smoothed her hair and looked at Max’s parents’ house. The two-story brick mansion had always seemed too big for two elderly people. “Well, ready?” Max pulled the bags from the trunk. “Of course,” she smiled. Fifteen years of marriage had taught her how to hide awkwardness. The door was opened by Irina Vasilievna. Made … Read more

“Lyuda, my mother will drop by for an hour today, you don’t mind, do you?” Ruslan peeked into the kitchen, where his wife was chopping vegetables for a salad.

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— Lyuda, my mom is going to stop by for an hour today, you don’t mind, do you? — Ruslan poked his head into the kitchen, where his wife was chopping vegetables for a salad. Lyuda froze with the knife in her hand. It took her a moment to look up at her husband. Everything … Read more

Their daughter disappeared, and for 15 years the parents couldn’t make peace with it. When the husband passed away, the wife went into the storage room and found a letter from him

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Klavdiya stood by the fresh grave, unable to believe what was happening. “Lyoshenka, how did it come to this? You said we’d always be together. How am I supposed to cope on my own now?” She dropped her head into her hands and burst into tears. She had held herself together all this time—when Alyosha … Read more

— “Well then, little bride. Listen here, girl. You can think whatever you want about me, but you still won’t be able to prove anything.

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— Well then, dear daughter-in-law. Listen here, girl. You can think whatever you like about me, but you still won’t be able to prove anything. You don’t have any witnesses, and Yegor believes me. So if you want to stay in our family, you’ll have to accept it: clean my place, cook for me, and … Read more

— Why don’t you shut your mouth with your advice—you’ve never cooked anything but dumplings in your life! And now you’ll be eating only those, because I’m not cooking for you anymore!

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— You’re not holding the knife right. The blade should face away from you, but you’re pulling it toward yourself—you’ll cut yourself, — came Anton’s nauseatingly familiar voice behind Marina. She pretended not to hear, keeping up a steady rhythm as she chopped the onion. Fine, almost transparent half-rings fell in an even layer onto … Read more

Olga, has your son gotten married? I saw him with a woman and a little boy. Did he take one ‘with a trailer’—you know, with a kid?” the neighbor asked Olga.

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— “Olga, has your son gotten married? I saw him with a woman and a little boy. Did he take one ‘with baggage’ or what?” a neighbor asked Olga. — “He hasn’t gotten married yet, but I’d be only too glad,” Olga replied in surprise. It was unexpected news for her. Her son Andrei lived … Read more

— And is your mother ready to pay for that if she wants to invite so many guests? Or is it going to be on us again?!

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Aleksey was looking at his phone to see where so much money had gone on the credit card while Marina washed the dishes after dinner. His mother’s call caught him off guard—she usually phoned on Sundays, and today was Wednesday. “Alyosha,” Valentina Petrovna’s voice sounded especially sweet, which always made him wary, “I’ve been thinking … Read more