Son and Wife Kick Old Mother-in-Law Out—But She Has One Last Surprise They Didn’t Expect😢
Three weeks ago, I moved in with my son David and his wife Melissa after my lease ended. I thought it would be temporary—a blessing, even. Family time, a chance to help, and maybe some solace after years of loneliness.
At first, I felt hopeful. I cleaned up the small living room, put a picture of my late husband on the nightstand, cooked dinner, folded laundry, watered the plants, and took care of their dog. I thought I was being helpful. I thought I was welcome.
But Melissa’s tone grew colder:
“You use a lot of hot water, Bertha.”
“Don’t clean out the pantry; I like to do things my way.”
“Maybe you should find a hobby that doesn’t require you to be underfoot all the time.”
I tried to ignore it. Until one evening, she said, crossing her arms over her chest: “Bertha, you can’t expect to live here for free. This is not a shelter.”
The plate in my hand almost fell. “What?”
“I heard you. Cook dinner without charging rent.”
My heart was pounding. I turned to David. “David…?”
But he just stared at his phone, silent.
I couldn’t sleep that night. But the next morning was worse.
When I opened the door, I froze. Next to the front door were my two suitcases—clothes, shoes, even a framed photo of my husband—neatly packed, waiting for me to leave… Watch: [in comment] – Made with AI