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BRIDE BOUGHT US EXPENSIVE BRIDESMAIDS’ DRESSES FOR HER WEDDING, AND THEN DEMANDED THAT WE PAY HER BACK! BUT KARMA IMMEDIATELY DID ITS JOB. Wow, this wedding was really a day to remember. So, Emily, our beautiful bride, bought the dresses for her bridesmaids herself — she chose a specific print to match the wedding theme. Now, just picture this. The wedding’s in full swing, we’re all having a blast, dancing and celebrating, when Emily gathers us bridesmaids around and drops this bombshell: “Ladies, each of your dresses cost $1,200. I’ll need you all to reimburse me. How would you like to handle it? Cash or transfer?” We’re all just staring at each other, totally confused. Sure, the dresses looked good, but we had no idea they would be so pricey, and they were so specific to match the wedding theme it’s not even like we could wear them again… The mood got super awkward. Anyway, we were ready to open our banking apps and transfer her money when suddenly, KARMA STRUCK BACK. Imagine that: there’s this loud commotion from the other side of the hall, we all turn around, and Emily’s face GOES WHITE AS SHE SEES ⬇️
My Mother-in-Law Blames Me for Cheating on Her Son, A DNA test proved her wrong, but it also revealed the most astonishing truth no one expected. === “You are a wh-” my mother-in-law, Georgia, stared with a sneer. But my husband, Hans, interrupted her before she could get the insult out. My mother-in-law never liked me much, and criticizing me was her favorite hobby, apparently. “Wait a minute, Hans’s blood is B+? How come I never knew this?” he asked, looking at both her son and his wife. She shook her head and blurted, “I knew it. I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!” “What did you know, Mom? What’s going on?” Hans asked, confused. He gave me a side-eye as if I had the answers, but I was just as stunned by her outburst. “That baby is not my grandson! Hans, listen to me. You’re not the father! Barbara is clearly cheating on you! Look at him! His nose is completely different, and his skin tone is not like our family!” Georgie continued, and I couldn’t keep my poker face anymore. “Excuse me?” I asked, offended. “Mother! That’s preposterous! You have to not right to make such an accusation. Barbara has never cheated on me, and I know that this baby is my son. 100%!” Hans defended me, but his mother was red-faced, and her histrionics were about to get worse. She began insulting me, but my husband interrupted her, asking her to apologize again. That was when my father-in-law got involved. She quieted and let her husband speak. “Hans, listen to your mother. She has a certain intuition for these things,” Manny suggested calmly. I just shook my head at the man. He and I have never had problems, mostly because he was quiet. But I knew for a fact that he was his wife’s enabler. I was not sure if he actually believed I cheated or if he was just playing along. “Dad! How can you say that? In our house? Right in front of my wife?” Hans questioned, and I recognized the pain in his voice. He wanted this moment to be special, but they had ruined it with these accusations. Manny raised her hands. “There’s a simple solution here. You can get a DNA test, and we’ll see the truth,” he continued, shaking his head as if it was the simplest option in the world. I still couldn’t believe it, but I was tongue-tied. “No!” “YOU WILL GET THAT TEST IMMEDIATELY!” his mother burst out after being quiet for only a few minutes, and I flinched at that. “That’s it. Get out of my house. If you don’t want to meet your grandson, that’s fine with me,” I told them and took my child to the nursery room. I heard some more yelling, but my husband eventually made them leave. When the baby fell asleep, I went to the living room, and we talked for a while. We agreed that we would go low contact with them until they apologized. Unfortunately, my mother-in-law convinced her side of the family that I had cheated and that the baby was not Hans’. We were getting messages from everyone. Some demanded we get a DNA test and others insulted me. People I hadn’t even met did this. I finally broke down. I couldn’t take it anymore. I also saw the pain in my husband’s eyes every time he heard a notification on my phone. “Let’s do it. Let’s get the DNA test and shut them all up once and for all,” I told him, and we did… (continue reading in the 1st comment)
