Matthew pediu o divórcio de Anne quando ela não conseguiu lhe dar um filho, mas ele ainda morava na casa deles. Um dia, ela conheceu Harry, um velho amigo da escola, e eventualmente percebeu o quanto ela era melhor sem Matthew. Anos depois, Anne acidentalmente encontrou seu ex-marido e não conseguiu reconhecê-lo.
“Meu Deus! Harry! É tão bom ver você!” Anne exclamou quando acidentalmente tropeçou em sua antiga amiga de escola na rua. Ela havia deixado suas cinco meninas com sua mãe, uma rara folga para ela, e queria tomar um café nas ruas de Seattle.
“Anne, é adorável ver você também! Ei, você gostaria de tomar um café e colocar o papo em dia?” Harry respondeu, e ela assentiu imediatamente. Eles foram até o café e conversaram até que Harry perguntou sobre a família dela.
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“Ah… esse é realmente um assunto difícil”, ela começou.
“Bem, criar cinco filhos não é fácil para ninguém”, comentou Harry, conhecendo um pouco dela pelas redes sociais e coisas do tipo.
“Matthew? O que você está fazendo aqui?” ela perguntou, olhando para o uniforme dele e para a bandeja de pretzels.
“Sim, claro. Isso é difícil. Mas é mais do que isso”, Anne continuou. “Matthew mudou depois do nascimento dos nossos gêmeos. Eles têm 9 anos e mal falam com o pai. Acho que eles têm medo dele.”
“Não entendo”, disse Harry.
“Matthew queria um menino, e nós esperávamos, mas tivemos duas lindas meninas em vez disso. É por isso que engravidamos várias vezes, mas continuamos tendo meninas. Depois que nossa quinta filha nasceu, Matthew se tornou outro homem. Ele pediu o divórcio, e eu não sei o que vou fazer”, Anne explicou sobre seu marido, sua mão enxugando o suor que se formava em sua testa.
“Uau. Isso é duro. Mas pense nisso, você estará melhor sem ele, certo? Quero dizer, se ele não tem falado com suas filhas mais velhas, então ele não pode ter sido o melhor pai para o resto. Você já as criou sozinha”, Harry encorajou. “E agora que estou em Seattle permanentemente, eu poderia ajudar. Você poderia se mudar para morar comigo.”
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O queixo de Anne caiu. Ela não esperava tal oferta de Harry, especialmente porque eles tinham acabado de se encontrar novamente depois de muitos anos. Mas ela sabia na escola que ele sempre teve uma grande queda por ela. Ainda assim, aquela oferta era muito generosa e gentil. Ela não podia aceitar. Ela mudou de assunto, e eles conversaram sobre sua vida bem-sucedida.
Enquanto isso, as coisas na casa dela pioraram ainda mais nas semanas seguintes. Eles estavam se divorciando, mas Matthew ainda morava com ela, agindo como se fosse solteiro, festejando, fazendo barulho em horas estranhas, acordando as meninas e sendo uma ameaça para elas.
Anne falava com Harry o tempo todo, e sua oferta ainda estava de pé. Mas quando Matthew decidiu levar uma garota para a casa conjugal, Anne estava farta. Ela ligou para Harry, fez as malas e saiu de casa com todas as garotas.
O divórcio deles ficou mais complicado quando ela levou Matthew ao tribunal para ter sua casa grande de volta. Apesar de ela morar na casa de Harry, seu futuro ex-marido não merecia ficar com sua casa grande. O juiz concedeu todos os seus pedidos com base no estilo de vida horrível de Matthew e deu a ela a custódia total sem questionar.
Eventualmente, ela e Harry se apaixonaram, e ele comprou uma casa ainda maior para a família. Quando ela e as meninas se mudaram para a casa dele, ela colocou a casa para alugar e parou de pensar em Matthew por muitos anos.
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Um ano depois de se casar com Harry, Anne teve seu filho, Alan, que era o menino mais lindo do mundo, e ele tinha cinco irmãs mais velhas adorando-o a todo momento. Anne não poderia estar mais feliz.
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Mais tempo passou, e um dia, ela pegou Alan na pré-escola e decidiu passar no shopping para comprar sapatos novos para ele. As meninas estavam ocupadas com suas atividades extracurriculares, então eram apenas mãe e filho.
Anne nunca imaginou que encontraria Matthew ali. Ele estava trabalhando na loja de pretzels, encarregado de distribuir amostras grátis no shopping, e Alan correu até ele pedindo algumas.
“Alan, não fuja de mim desse jeito”, ela disse a ele antes de ver de relance os olhos surpresos de Matthew.
“Ana?”
“Matthew? O que você está fazendo aqui?” ela perguntou, olhando para o uniforme dele e para a bandeja de pretzels. Não fazia sentido. Matthew trabalhava em um escritório como executivo. Ele ganhava uma quantia decente de dinheiro. Ele era obrigado a pagar toneladas de pensão alimentícia, mas ele nunca pagava, e Anne não se importava. Ela tinha mais do que o suficiente para suas meninas. Mas ele não seria capaz de pagar o que era exigido com um emprego de salário mínimo no shopping.
“Estou trabalhando aqui”, ele disse e olhou para o garoto segurando-a com uma mão e mastigando um pretzel com a outra. “Este é seu filho?”
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“Sim, este é Alan”, respondeu Anne, sentindo um orgulho intenso por ter um filho que não era dele. “Ele é filho de Harry.”
“Oh, prazer em conhecê-lo, Alan”, disse Matthew, olhando para baixo e dando ao garoto um olhar estranho. Claro, não foi culpa de Anne ter dado à luz meninas. O esperma determina o sexo, e todo mundo sabe disso. Mas Matthew decidiu culpá-la por anos e desistiu do casamento porque queria um menino, como se o gênero fosse importante.
Felizmente, as meninas agora tinham uma figura paterna de verdade, graças a Harry, que as amou profundamente desde o primeiro momento em que se conheceram. Elas não precisavam dele, e Anne nunca precisou vê-lo.
“Escute, Anne. Eu não queria perguntar isso agora. Eu queria te levar para tomar um café ou algo assim. Mas estou desesperado. Perdi tudo devido ao meu estilo de vida, e estava pensando se poderíamos vender nossa antiga casa”, Matthew perguntou, com a cabeça baixa de vergonha.
“Oh… bem, atualmente está sendo alugado. Mas vou pensar sobre isso”, disse Anne. “Temos que ir agora. Vou te ligar sobre a casa.”
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Ela agarrou a mão de Alan com força e se afastou do homem que não sabia o que tinha jogado fora. Mas ela seria a pessoa maior. Ela vendeu a casa e deu a ele metade do valor, embora legalmente ela pudesse ficar com tudo. Mas algo em seu intestino lhe disse para fazer a coisa certa.
Por fim, Matthew pediu para ver as meninas, mas nenhuma delas queria isso. As gêmeas eram adolescentes que passaram a odiá-lo, e o resto seguiu os passos das irmãs mais velhas. Matthew parou de perguntar sobre elas e parou de ligar depois de um tempo. Elas nunca mais o viram. Ele não era da família.
O que podemos aprender com essa história?
- Família é mais do que apenas DNA. Matthew não queria ser pai de seus filhos, e Harry se levantou pelas meninas.
- Você pode se arrepender de suas ações. Matthew perdeu tudo, incluindo seu emprego bem pago, e estava claro que ele se arrependeu do que fez, mas não conseguiu voltar atrás.
Compartilhe esta história com seus amigos. Pode alegrar o dia deles e inspirá-los.
Se você gostou desta história, talvez goste desta sobre uma mulher que adotou uma criança e descobriu algo chocante.
Este relato é inspirado na história do nosso leitor e escrito por um escritor profissional. Qualquer semelhança com nomes ou locais reais é mera coincidência. Todas as imagens são apenas para fins ilustrativos.
Boy Saves Millionaire’s Granddaughter and Takes Her Home – What He Discovers in Their Mansion Leaves Him Numb
A heroic act by a young boy transformed a routine day into an unforgettable adventure. Little did he know, the life he saved belonged to a millionaire’s granddaughter, leading him to an astonishing discovery.
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Jackson was walking down the street, focused on typing a text message. Suddenly, he was distracted by a chaotic scene unfolding ahead. A little girl on a scooter sped past him, heading straight for a busy intersection. She didn’t notice the red traffic light.
Without thinking, Jackson lunged forward and grabbed the edge of her dress. The girl shrieked but didn’t lose her balance. A moment later, the scooter crashed under the wheels of a speeding car. The girl, now safely in Jackson’s arms, trembled but was unharmed.
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The girl’s house was just a few blocks away. As they approached, Jackson noticed it was a grand mansion, surrounded by a lush park and an elaborate playground. He wondered how a child from such a place ended up on the street alone.
“Wow…” was all Jackson could manage.
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Inside the mansion, they were led to a vast hall adorned with fine art and luxurious decor. But Jackson’s attention was caught by a colored portrait with a black frame. It was a portrait of him!
“What the…?” Jackson’s voice trailed off.
Before he could process this surreal scene, a man’s voice interrupted the silence. “I see you’ve found your way home, Jackson.”
Jackson turned to see an elderly man. The girl ran towards the man and embraced him.
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Jackson explained that he had saved her from danger. The man smiled warmly and introduced himself as Phillip Edwards, revealing that this was his home. Still processing everything, Jackson asked why a photo of him was hanging on their wall.
Phillip sighed, “Jackson, there’s something you need to know. You’re my grandson.”
Jackson’s eyes widened in shock. “What? How is that possible?”
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Phillip continued, his voice filled with emotion, “I have been keeping an eye on you for years. Your reaction now shows how little you knew about this. Your mother ran away from home because I was forcing her to marry a man from another rich family. She was pregnant with her first love’s child at the time and didn’t tell us.”
Jackson felt his knees weaken. “She never told me any of this.”
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“She cut ties with everyone,” Phillip said, his eyes moistening. “I had her followed and discovered she was expecting. I tried to contact her, but she wanted nothing to do with us. She decided to live a normal life and became a teacher.”
Jackson was at a loss for words, his mind racing with this new revelation. “So, all this time, you knew about me?”
Phillip nodded. “Yes, and I’m so sorry for everything. I wanted to make things right but didn’t know how to approach you.”
Jackson looked around the grand mansion, trying to process everything. “This is overwhelming. I don’t know what to say.”
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Phillip placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. “Take your time, Jackson. We have all the time in the world to figure this out together.”
The conversation left Jackson reeling, but he knew one thing for certain—his life had just changed forever.
Jackson returned home that day, his mind swirling with the revelations. He feared bringing up the subject with his mother. He understood why she left home and didn’t want to upset her.
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Days passed, and Jackson continued to visit the mansion, thanks to his grandfather, who told him he could stop by anytime. He got to know more about his younger cousin, Layla, and his aunts and uncles. Yet, it bothered him that his mother had no idea he had discovered his other family.
Jackson often reflected on his own life during these visits. He had grown up an only child, and his mother raised him single-handedly while on the run. She had always been his rock, providing for him and nurturing him with unwavering love and strength.
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He thought about the sacrifices his mother made to give him a normal life. She worked tirelessly as a teacher, ensuring he had everything he needed.
Her determination and resilience had always inspired him. Knowing now that she had cut ties with her family to protect him and her love, Jackson felt a deep sense of gratitude and admiration for her.
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However, the discovery of his extended family brought him mixed emotions. He enjoyed spending time with Layla, laughing and playing in the mansion’s playground. He found solace in the company of his aunts and uncles, who welcomed him with open arms. But there was a lingering unease in his heart.
He wondered if his mother missed her family. Did she ever think about them? Did she regret her decision to leave? These questions weighed heavily on Jackson’s mind. He wanted to share his newfound connections with his mother, but he feared reopening old wounds.
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His grandfather, Phillip, became a guiding presence in his life. They spent hours talking, with Phillip sharing stories about Jackson’s mother and their family history. Jackson learned about the family’s legacy, their successes, and the challenges they faced.
He appreciated the bond forming between him and his grandfather, yet he couldn’t shake the feeling of betraying his mother’s trust. As he reflected on his life, he realized how much he had missed by not knowing his extended family.
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The laughter, the stories, the sense of belonging—these were things he had always yearned for but never knew he could have. He felt torn between his loyalty to his mother and his desire to embrace this new chapter of his life.
Jackson knew he had to tread carefully. He needed to find a way to bridge the gap between his two worlds without causing his mother pain.
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The journey ahead was uncertain, but he was determined to navigate it with compassion and understanding, honoring both his mother’s sacrifices and his newfound family connections.
Finally, one day, Jackson gathered the courage to tell his mother about his discovery. As they were sitting in their cozy living room looking through magazines, he took a deep breath.
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“Mom, I need to tell you something,” Jackson began, his voice trembling slightly. “I accidentally met your family.”
His mother’s eyes widened in surprise, and she leaned forward. “What do you mean, Jackson?”
He recounted the events of that fateful day, from saving the little girl to meeting Phillip Edwards and learning about his extended family. His mother listened quietly, her expression a mix of shock and sadness.
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“Why didn’t you tell me?” Jackson asked softly. “Why did you keep this a secret?”
Tears welled up in his mother’s eyes. “I left because I had to, Jackson. I chose love over wealth. Your father was my first love, and when I found out I was pregnant with you, I knew I couldn’t stay. They wanted me to marry someone else, someone rich.”
She paused, wiping a tear from her cheek. “I don’t regret my decision. Your father was a good man. He loved us, and I wouldn’t change anything about my past, even though he passed away. We had a wonderful life, and you were worth every sacrifice.”
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Jackson reached out and held her hand. “I understand, Mom. I just wanted you to know that I’ve met them. Grandpa Phillip, Layla, and everyone… They’re not what I expected. They welcomed me with open arms.”
She squeezed his hand, her eyes softening. “I’m glad you’ve found them, Jackson. But remember, we built our own family, too. You are my greatest achievement, and I am so proud of you.”
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Jackson felt a sense of relief wash over him. “I love you, Mom. Thank you for everything.”
“I love you too, Jackson,” she replied, pulling him into a hug. “We’ll figure this out together, one step at a time.”
Jackson felt a new sense of hope. The journey ahead was still uncertain, but with his mother’s support, he knew he could navigate it with love and understanding.
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Relieved, Jackson went back to his grandfather and told him that his mother knew they had found each other. “Grandpa, she knows. We talked about everything.”
Phillip nodded, a thoughtful look on his face. “How did she take it?”
“She was surprised, but she understands. She explained why she left and said she has no regrets about her choice,” Jackson replied.
Phillip’s eyes softened. “I’m glad she understands. I always hoped she would come back one day.”
“Will you reach out to her?” Jackson asked, hopeful.
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Phillip shook his head gently. “No, Jackson. Your mother should be the one to make the first step. It has to be her decision. We can’t force it on her.”
Jackson nodded, understanding the wisdom in his grandfather’s words. “I see. I just hope that one day she’ll be ready.”
“Me too, son,” Phillip said, placing a comforting hand on Jackson’s shoulder. “Me too.”
With that, Jackson felt a deeper sense of peace. He knew the path ahead was still uncertain, but he had faith that with patience and understanding, his family could heal and grow closer in time.
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