— Your pregnant mistress called. She sent her regards, — Irina said calmly, without turning from the stove. Something ordinary was sizzling in the pan, as familiar as their years together.

“Your pregnant mistress called. She sends her regards,” Irina said without looking up from the stove. Andrey froze in the kitchen doorway. Twenty years—a whole life—flashed before his eyes. The keys slipped from his hand. “What are you talking about? What mistress?” His voice trembled. “Alisa. Your assistant, isn’t she?” Irina finally turned. “Young, twenty-five. … Read more

“What made you think you could move into my apartment?” the wife asked her husband’s relatives in surprise.

Galina, exhausted after a long day at work, couldn’t wait to be home. Her husband, Sergey, was away on a business trip, and she dreamed of a quiet evening. Anticipating those small joys, Galina turned the key in the lock—but unfamiliar voices drifted from the living room. She froze on the threshold. A moment later, … Read more

You’re not my family,’ the husband said at the milestone birthday. His wife’s reply stunned everyone.

‘You’re not family to me!’ — How a Husband’s Words at an Anniversary Became the Start of Galina’s New Life” Chapter 1. The Final Touches Galina ran her palm over the snow-white tablecloth— not a crumb in sight. She checked the salads: neat mounds crowned with fresh herbs. Her signature meat roulade was slow-cooking in … Read more

— “What do you mean ‘nothing’s been made for dinner’? We didn’t come here for your sake!” the father-in-law protested, settling down at the empty table.

“I don’t understand why you put up with this,” Natasha, Yulia’s colleague, said, shaking her head in surprise. “I would’ve put my foot down long ago.” Yulia just sighed, stirring her coffee. The lunch break was almost over, and talking to her friend hadn’t brought any relief. “You know, sometimes it feels like I live … Read more

— Haven’t you moved out yet? — the husband asked coldly. — You’re alone, no kids. Free the apartment for me and her…

“Ugh, I’ve got no strength left,” the beauty exhaled. Anfisa had spent the whole day at her brother Taras’s place. His wife, Larisa, had recently given birth to a lovely little girl, Alina, but had taken to bed herself. The caring sister-in-law took over the baby chores. Her three-month-old niece instantly won her aunt’s heart. … Read more

— “How dare you get pregnant?” the ex-husband asked his wife indignantly.

“So you’re choosing your pride over our family?” Marina slammed the medical report down on the table. “How lovely—now you’re going to blackmail me?” Viktor smirked. “Very original.” “Vitya, it’s just a procedure! Millions of couples do it!” “Millions of idiots jump off bridges—should I jump too?” Three months earlier, Marina sat in the doctor’s … Read more

My husband called me a pauper in front of our guests—but there was something he didn’t know.

This story begins with an ordinary celebration that turned into a fateful event. Sometimes a single careless phrase can completely change people’s lives. What will someone feel who publicly humiliated another when they learn the truth? I invite you to plunge into this gripping story with an unexpected ending. It was one of those evenings … Read more

You’re nothing without me,” my husband declared. But a year later, in my office, he was begging me for a job.

“Without me you’re nothing, Anna. Remember that well,” Igor threw the last of his clothes into the suitcase and yanked the zipper shut. His words sliced through the apartment’s half-light like a cold blade. Anna stood in the doorway, clenching her fists until they hurt. She was silent—not out of fear, but from a strange … Read more

— Decided to leave? — the husband laughed spitefully and watched his wife pack her things. — And don’t you dare come back!

— “Well, look at that—our culinary star oversalted it again!” Igor theatrically pushed his plate away. “Mom, just look. Marina, have you ever in your life eaten normal chicken? Or have you always been satisfied with these experiments?” — “Igoryok is right,” Valentina Sergeyevna pursed her lips. “Marina, dear, I told you yesterday—the chicken needs … Read more

— “What do you mean we can’t kiss—we’re husband and wife?” Marina asked Aunt Klava indignantly.

“Marina has been sleeping in the living room for the third month! The third month, Igor!” a woman’s voice trembled with anger. “She’s your wife, and you say nothing!” “Mom, stop…” “No, you stop! Your wife is not a servant!” Two hours before that conversation, Marina was standing at the stove, stirring soup. Klavdia Petrovna, … Read more