Alice can’t believe her husband Jake has left her and their newborn Lily because he claims their baby is “too loud.” Alone and overwhelmed, Alice turns to his mother for help, determined to show Jake the consequences of his selfishness. With Barbara’s support, Alice plans to make him regret his decision. What is she and Barbara going to do?
I held Lily close, her warm breath a gentle caress against my chest. The living room was shrouded in silence, save for the rhythmic creak of my rocking chair.
A mother rocking her baby to sleep | Source: Midjourney
My mind raced with all the tasks still waiting for me. I was exhausted from washing dishes, yet I cherished these quiet moments with my baby girl. I knew I had to make time to rock her to sleep.
Lily had been with us for just a few weeks. Those weeks were a blur of beautiful chaos and relentless fatigue.
A mother with her baby | Source: Pexels
My days revolved around caring for Lily — feeding her, changing diapers, and trying to keep our home in order. Sleep was a rare luxury, yet every moment with her filled me with gratitude.
At the same time, Jake seemed distant, almost like a shadow in his own home. Even when he was physically present, his mind seemed elsewhere, struggling with the new realities of fatherhood.
A man busy working while his wife looks after their newborn | Source: Pexels
As I held Lily closer, I noticed Jake at the bedroom door, hurriedly packing his clothes into a bag.
“Jake, what are you doing?” I asked, confused.
A man packing his luggage | Source: Midjourney
“I’m going to stay at Mike’s place for a few weeks,” he replied without looking up.
A knot formed in my stomach. “What? Why?”
A shocked woman | Source: Midjourney
Jake zipped up his bag and finally looked at me. “The baby is too loud. I need time to relax from this mess, Alice! When I come back, you better figure out how to make this place livable again!”
His words felt like a punch. “Jake, you can’t just leave. We have a baby! We need you here!” I said.
A couple arguing at home | Source: Pexels
He shrugged, slinging the backpack over his shoulder. “I can’t handle this right now, Alice. I just need some space.”
Tears welled up in my eyes as a plea escaped my lips. “Jake, please, don’t leave us. We need to face this as a family.”
But he shook his head, his expression void of any remorse. “I’ll be back in a few weeks. Just… figure it out,” he said coldly, leaving me shattered by his indifference.
A stern man showing no remorse | Source: Pexels
I looked down at Lily, her tiny face peaceful and unaware of what was happening.
A tear rolled down my cheek as I held her closer, feeling both sad and angry. I knew I had to be strong for her, but at that moment, I felt so alone.
A worried woman with a baby | Source: Freepik
Jake’s departure left me in shock. How could he just walk away like that? His help had always been minimal, but this abandonment was crushing.
In desperation, I reached for the phone. Help was essential, and there was only one person I could think to call: Jake’s mother, Barbara. We had initially wanted privacy after Lily’s birth, but now, more than ever, I needed support.
A senior woman | Source: Midjourney
My hands shook as I dialed her number.
Barbara answered after a few rings, her voice cheerful as always. “Hello, Alice! How are you and my sweet granddaughter?”
“Hi, Barbara,” I said, my voice trembling. “I’m sorry to call you out of the blue, but I really need your help.”
A serious woman with short hair on a call | Source: Midjourney
Barbara’s tone instantly changed, becoming more serious. “What’s wrong, dear?”
“Jake just left. He said he needs time away and won’t be back for a few weeks. I’m overwhelmed with everything. Can you please come over?”
A deeply upset woman on a phone call | Source: Midjourney
There was a pause on the other end of the line. “Of course, Alice. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“Thank you, Barbara. I don’t know what else to do!” I replied desperately.
“Hang in there, Alice. We’ll figure this out together,” she consoled me.
A senior woman dressed smartly and talking on a phone | Source: Pexels
I hung up the phone, feeling a small glimmer of hope. Help was on the way. I looked down at Lily, still peacefully sleeping in my arms.
I kissed her tiny forehead and whispered, “It’s going to be okay, sweetheart. We’ll get through this.”
A woman kissing her baby’s forehead | Source: Pexels
I walked over to the couch and sank down, taking deep breaths to calm my racing heart. As I waited, anxiety gnawed at me.
The thought of asking Barbara to stay felt overwhelming — how could I impose that on her? Yet, the daunting question lingered: how would I manage everything on my own? These worries swirled through my mind as I awaited her arrival.
A worried woman | Source: Pexels
I didn’t have any friends who could lend me a hand.
I needed to make a plan and find a way to manage everything on my own if I had to. But at least for tonight, I wouldn’t be alone. Barbara would be here soon, and together, we would figure out what to do next, I reasoned.
The sound of the doorbell broke my thoughts. I stood up, taking a deep breath before opening the door. There stood Barbara.
A young woman and senior woman looking into the mirror | Source: Pexels
I felt a rush of relief as I welcomed her in, knowing that I had made the right call.
“Alice, dear, how are you doing?” she asked, wrapping me in a tight hug.
The floodgates burst open, and I couldn’t control my tears any longer. “Oh, Barbara, it’s been incredibly tough,” I sobbed. “Jake has felt so distant, and now he’s simply walked out on us. He said he needed space and has gone to stay at Mike’s place.”
A sad woman | Source: Midjourney
Barbara listened, her face growing more serious with every word. I told her about the sleepless nights, the endless chores, and the hurtful words Jake had thrown at me.
She didn’t interrupt; just let me pour out all the pain and frustration I’d been holding in.
A woman in tears | Source: Midjourney
When I finally finished, Barbara’s expression was stern. “Where did he say he was going again?”
“Mike’s house,” I replied, wiping my tears.
A serious-looking older woman | Source: Midjourney
Without a moment’s hesitation, Barbara whipped out her phone. “This is completely unacceptable. He needs to be here, supporting you,” she said, her voice firm with resolve.
I watched, holding my breath, as she quickly dialed Jake’s number. It didn’t take long for him to pick up.
A senior woman on call | Source: Pexels
“Jake, this is your mother! I did not raise a man who acts like this! If you treat your family like strangers, I will do the same to you in my will! Get back home and take responsibility!” she said firmly.
I couldn’t hear Jake’s response, but Barbara’s words were enough. She was furious and determined to teach him a lesson.
As she hung up, she turned back to me, her face softening.
A smiling elderly woman | Source: Pexels
“Alice, you’re not alone in this. I’ll stay with you tonight and help with Lily. We’ll make a plan in the morning. If that loser doesn’t come home, I will make sure he regrets walking out on his beautiful family for the rest of his goddamn life!”
I nodded, feeling a mix of relief and gratitude. “Thank you, Barbara. I didn’t know what else to do.”
A close up shot of a young woman | Source: Midjourney
She smiled gently. “We’ll get through this together, Alice. You’re doing a great job. Don’t let Jake’s actions make you think otherwise.”
We spent the rest of the evening taking care of Lily and Barbara also fixed a nice dinner for me. She also took care of the dishes, ensuring I got to rest.
Meal on a table with a person standing nearby | Source: Pexels
The next morning, I sat in the living room with her, feeling both anxious and determined. Lily was in my arms, cooing softly, her tiny hands reaching for my face. I smiled down at her, feeling a bit of comfort in her innocent gaze.
Barbara reached over and stroked Lily’s cheek. “She’s beautiful, Alice. You’re doing a great job.”
A mother holding her baby | Source: Pexels
“Thank you,” I replied, my voice a little shaky. “I just hope Jake comes back today.”
Barbara gave my hand a reassuring squeeze. “We’ll face whatever comes together.”
Two people holding each other’s hands | Source: Unsplash
The minutes ticked by slowly. I glanced at the clock repeatedly, my stomach twisting with nerves. Would Jake actually come back? Or would he just leave us hanging again?
The uncertainty was eating at me.
Just when I was about to lose hope, the front door creaked open.
A person opening a door | Source: Pexels
I held my breath as Jake walked in, looking tired and disheveled. It was clear he hadn’t slept well the night before. He glanced at me, then at Barbara, who nodded silently.
I took a deep breath, bracing myself. “Jake, we need to talk,” I said.
A sad young woman | Source: Midjourney
He remained silent, his gaze fixed on me. I gathered my courage, my voice trembling slightly as I pressed on. “You can’t just walk away when things get challenging, Jake! We have a baby now! Lily needs both of her parents!”
Jake nodded slowly, his silence heavy in the air. Barbara stepped closer, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. “We’re here to support you, Alice,” she said. “Remember, this is a team effort.”
A happy MIL and DIL | Source: Freepik
I looked at Barbara, a flicker of hope igniting within me. “Thank you, Barbara. Your help means so much to me,” I said, my voice filled with gratitude.
Jake finally broke his silence, his voice low and hesitant. “I know I need to do better.”
I met his gaze, firm and resolute. “This isn’t just about saying the right words, Jake,” I continued. “It’s about showing up every day and being present for your family. We need more than promises now.”
A worried-looking young woman | Source: Midjourney
Barbara rose, her eyes locking onto Jake’s with a fierce intensity. “Actions speak louder than words, Jake. Remember that,” she said.
I knew this was just the beginning. Whether Jake would truly step up remained to be seen, but one thing was clear: I wasn’t alone anymore. With Barbara’s unwavering support, I felt stronger.
Cradling Lily gently, I leaned in close and whispered to her, “We’re going to be okay, sweetheart. One day at a time.”
A sleeping newborn baby | Source: Pexels
What would you have done?
My Wife’s Best Friend Mocked Her behind Her Back, So I Decided to Teach Her a Harsh Lesson
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.
Friends enjoying dinner and drinks | Source: Pexels
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.”
A couple having dinner | Source: Pexels
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.
A man looking in his bag | Source: Pexels
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.
A phone on the table | Source: Pexels
“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.
A man looking completely shocked | Source: Pexels
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.
A man on his phone | Source: Pexels
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.
Two people flirting at a dinner table | Source: Pexels
“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.
A woman texting while at a restaurant | Source: Pexels
“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.
Two people having coffee | Source: Pexels
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.
Two people having coffee | Source: Pexels
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.
A woman smiling while out with someone | Source: Pexels
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.”
A woman looking confused while at dinner | Source: Pexels
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.”
A woman crying | Source: Pexels
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.
A couple hugging | Source: Pexels
“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.
A couple hugging each other | Source: Pexels
“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.
A couple hugging | Source: Pexels
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.
Leave a Reply