Years of infertility led us to adopt Sam, our cherished three-year-old with striking blue eyes. On our first night together, my husband Mark panicked while bathing him, yelling, “We have to return him!” Confused, I went to check, only to spot a familiar birthmark on Sam’s foot.
I later discovered the shocking truth: Sam was Mark’s biological son from a one-night affair years prior. Mark’s guilt surged when he recognized the birthmark, but he refused to address it directly. After confirming the connection with a DNA test, I decided to take action. I filed for divorce and full custody, knowing Sam deserved a stable, loving home.
Since then, Sam and I have built a joyful life together. Mark, distant by choice, occasionally sends cards, but Sam has thrived despite it all. When people ask if I regret staying that first night, I say no. Sam is my son, and choosing him was the best decision I ever made.
Joke of the day is the moment of relaxation you need to break the routine.
“Yesterday, I went to a hotel with my mistress, and at the entrance, I see my father-in-law’s car parked.
I lost all desire and, of course, if he saw me, I would have problems.
I explained to my mistress that today was impossible, and she left upset.
Out of frustration, I broke both mirrors and went home. The next day, I went to see him and laugh at the fact that his car had no mirrors. He was very upset, and I asked him:
What’s wrong with you? You seem upset.
How the hell wouldn’t I be? Yesterday, I lent your wife the car, and she brought it back without mirrors.”
Next joke
Dad, I want to get married!
First, apologize!
But why?
Just apologize!
What for? What did I do?
You need to apologize!
But why???
Apologize, I said!
Please, just give me a reason!!!
First, apologize.
Okay, dad… I’m sorry!
Perfect, now you’re ready! Your training is over. When you learn to apologize for no reason, then you can get married!
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