A woman’s future mother-in-law gave her an offer she couldn’t refuse, or so she thought. Thirty years later, the woman didn’t tell her husband what the older woman had done and has since lived happily.After a woman and her friend got their nursing qualifications, they moved to another town. They decided to move after learning that the city has some of the most eligible bachelors in the area, based on a publication they had read.When the woman moved, she met her future husband and began dating.
However,their relationship was complicated because the man’s mother had a problem with her son dating the nurse.The nurse’s future mother-in-law made it clear that she didn’t think the nurse was good enough for their family and tried many times to dissuade her son from dating or marrying the nurse. The man didn’t know the lengths his mother would go to to try and end the relationship.
What Was the Nurse’s Relationship with Her Mother-In-Law? When the couple got engaged,the man’s mother was horrified and tried to break them up for a few months. She told the nurse to return to the city she came from and let her son know she didn’t believe the nurse was good enough for him.
The nurse’s mother-in-law was horrible to her privately “but hides it well to other people, always making sure she’s super (fake) sweet to everyone when others are around.” This led people to believe the pair had a friendly relationship.
After months of trying to break the couple up,she did not succeed. After the couple confirmed their wedding plans, the older woman became desperate. She decided to offer the nurse something she felt the nurse couldn’t resist.
What Did the Mother-In-Law Offer the Nurse? The older woman knew the wedding was imminent, and she had run out of ways to break the couple up, so she took drastic measures. She told the nurse that if she left her fiancé, she would give her $10,000. The nurse was horrified that her mother-in-law would make such an offer but used it to her advantage. She remained calm and told her mother-in-law she would take the money she was offering.
According to a reader’s comment, the amount equated to over $20,000 as of 2017. Although she accepted the money, the nurse still married her husband and did not tell anybody what her mother-in-law had offered her. The nurse’s mother-in-law also could not say anything without exposing herself.
The nurse and her husband have been married for over 35 years, have welcomed children, and lived happily, all while the nurse’s mother-in-law has suffered in silence as she does not want to expose herself. After the nurse’s story was shared online, many commented that the sum would be worth nearly $80,000 in 2017 if the nurse had invested the money. One person said they wanted to high-five the nurse.
The same person advised others always to take the money offered and make the person who had offered it choke on it. Some people thought the nurse’s mother-in-law could have told people that she had asked for $10,000 compensation in exchange for leaving her fiancé, but others agreed it would still have made her look bad.
Although some questioned why the nurse’s mother-in-law would not blame it on the nurse because it would mean she paid the woman to break her son’s heart, others said the older woman had never cared about her son’s heart in the first place.
Many others talked about what they would have done with the money, with one person saying they would have put it in a joint account and told their husband that his mother had given it to them as a wedding present. The nurse’s story gained much attention, and many people shared their opinions on the woman’s mother-in-law and applauded her for having handled the situation so calmly and keeping the secret for so many years.
Unfortunately, many women experience issues with their mothers-in-law and have to depend on their partners to set the women straight. This was no different with a woman who received a nasty text from her husband’s mother.
My Boyfriend Demanded That I Give Him My Card to Pay Our Restaurant Bill
When Lisa earns her much-deserved promotion, she wants to go out and celebrate with her boyfriend, Troy. At the restaurant, Lisa learns that Troy just wants to put on a façade and be the ‘man’—disrespecting her and her hard-earned role. But when he gives his number to a waitress, things take a turn, causing Lisa to embarrass Troy and walk out of their relationship.
It was meant to be a night of pure celebration. After six months at my new job, I had finally earned a significant promotion and was eager to share the joy with Troy, my boyfriend.
He suggested the new upscale restaurant in town, famous for its ambiance and gourmet menu.
“Let’s just get dressed and go out, Lisa,” he said. “We don’t do this very often, so let’s make the most of it.”
I had to agree; we rarely did this—we rarely decided to go out and indulge in anything.
“Fine,” I agreed. “A night out is exactly what we need.”
And I believed that we needed it. Mainly because, as much as I wanted to believe that Troy and I were supposed to last forever, I had begun to see some cracks in our relationship. Something just felt different.
I was happy in my job, but Troy wasn’t happy in his.
“I do so much, but nobody bothers to recognize me,” he said grimly one evening when he came over for salsa night.
Troy sat on the couch and dug his chips into the salsa and guacamole, complaining about work the entire evening.
It was because of his moods regarding work that I didn’t tell him anything good about my job.
“Maybe you just need to give it more time,” I said, handing him a frozen margarita. “You just started there a few months ago.”
“Lisa, please,” he said. “You wouldn’t understand. Let me be.”
But when I had gotten news of this new promotion, there was no way that I was going to keep it to myself. I wanted to celebrate and be celebrated, and I hoped that Troy would want to do just that.
To my surprise, he seemed really excited about it, and he told me that he was proud of me.
“Really, babe,” he said when he came over to my apartment to pick me up. “This is a big deal, and I’m proud of you.”
The evening started beautifully. Troy showed up with a bouquet of flowers, and he sat down and waited while I got ready. Usually, he wasn’t pleased if I was still getting ready when he arrived, but this evening was different.
“Come on,” I said. “I’m ready!”
Troy put his phone away and stood up, leading the way out of my apartment to where his car was waiting for us.
We drove in silence, but for once, the silence wasn’t tense—it was peaceful, and I felt that maybe Troy was changing. That he was becoming someone who wanted to be here and be present with me.
The soft lighting and the stunning view of the city skyline from our table set a romantic backdrop for our evening. We toasted to my success, with Troy raising his glass of champagne high.
“To the most amazing woman I know,” Troy cheered, clinking his glass against mine. “And to many more successes to come.”
“To us and to the future!” I echoed, suddenly caught up in the moment.
We went through the menu and ordered our meals while Troy spoke about the shared dreams that we had—from the Bali holiday that we had been speaking about for a long time, to wanting to move in together soon.
“I just think it’s time,” Troy said. “And now that you have your promotion, it will be much easier for us.”
Everything went along well, until the waitress brought our food over. Troy kept glancing at her, hoping to catch her eye—he winked at her twice.
I didn’t want to make a scene about it—Troy did this whenever he had something to drink. He behaved as though being a flirt was second nature.
But then, as we neared the end of our meal, I noticed a change in Troy. His usual easy smile tightened when the check was brought to our table. He smiled at the waitress as she stepped aside.
“You should let me pay with your card,” he said, a strain of insistence in his voice.
I was surprised. On the one hand, I didn’t mind paying for the dinner because it was my promotion and I was making a lot more money than I had before. But at the same time, I had also hoped that Troy would want to spoil me for the night.
“Why can’t you use your own card?” I asked, surprised by the frown on his face.
Troy’s irritation was barely concealed.
“Clearly because you’re the one who got promoted, and I don’t have enough money for these fancy dinners, Lisa! You know that, and yet you act like you don’t.”
I was confused by his logic.
“I’ll just pay with my card,” I said, putting my handbag on the table. “It’s not a big deal.”
My boyfriend’s face hardened as he took a sip of his whiskey—he had switched from champagne halfway through the meal.
“It’s embarrassing, Lisa,” he said. “It’s like you’re actually trying to humiliate me by not letting me be the man who pays.”
I didn’t know how to react to Troy’s words. It didn’t make sense to me. And I couldn’t understand what the waitress had to do with who was paying for our meal.
I would have retaliated and stood up for myself, but I could feel my energy being drained by Troy.
I felt cornered. And because I wanted to avoid making a scene, I reluctantly handed over my card.
Troy smirked and picked up my card, signaling for the waitress with an exaggerated flourish, presenting my card as if he were performing a grand gesture.
“I’ll be right back with the card machine,” the waitress said.
Feeling uneasy, I excused myself to the restroom. I just needed a moment to be myself. Troy did this all the time. But I thought that the evening was going well and that he was changing.
Of course, I was wrong.
Before thinking it through, I pulled my phone out and logged onto my banking app. With a few swipes and clicks, I had blocked my card.
Let’s see him pay now, I thought to myself.
On my way back, I paused near the bar, my attention caught by Troy’s laughter from across the room.
He was flirting openly with the waitress, scribbling something onto a napkin—presumably his phone number.
He handed it to her with a wink. I was stunned. I was hurt. A rush of indignation surged through me.
I returned to the table as the waitress spoke.
“I’m sorry, but there seems to be a problem,” she said. “Your card was declined.”
Troy’s confident façade crumbled as he stammered, turning away.
“What?” he asked. “Surely that can’t be right.”
Feigning concern, I suggested that Troy call the bank.
He sat back in his chair and pulled out his phone, dialing the bank and putting the call on speaker.
The representative asked for the card number, which Troy read off my card, followed by a request for the account password.
Finally, Troy hesitated. He was at a loss.
“Okay, Sir,” the person said through the phone. “If you can verify the last three transactions, it would help.”
The waitress hopped from one foot to the other.
“I can answer that,” I said. “A lavender-scented candle, some skincare products, and a new book. And Sir, the name on the card is Lisa Simmons.”
The waitress’s expression cleared with understanding, and Troy was left floundering for a response.
I then pulled out another card and paid the bill myself.
“Lucky I have two cards,” I told Troy and the waitress. “But babe, since you enjoyed the service, I think you can get the tip.”
Troy, red-faced, scrambled through his wallet, pulling out only expired coupons and a few small bills.
I stood up, waiting for Troy to say something—anything, but he sat there tight-lipped.
“Hey, I didn’t take his number,” the waitress said, a smirk playing on her lips. “I just threw the napkin away.”
“I’ll find my own way home,” I told Troy as I walked out into the night.
As I walked outside, I didn’t know if I had made a mistake. But at the end of the day, no relationship should make a person second guess themselves or make them feel like celebrating themselves is wrong.
Which is something that Troy did all the time.
I think I’m finally done with him.
What would you do?
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