My husband and his ex have always had a very complicated and bizarre relationship. They divorced 4 years ago and they have 2 kids together. I’ve always thought that their divorce was a mutual decision and that I have nothing to worry about.
But to my utter shock, my husband’s ex has been trying to sabotage our marriage from the moment we said “I do.”
At first, it was small stuff. She would “accidentally” send him late-night texts about things that could’ve waited until morning. She’d bring up inside jokes in front of me when we’d go to school events.
Once, she even called him “babe” in front of the kids, then laughed it off as a slip. I let it go for a long time. I told myself she was just bitter.
Or maybe she was one of those women who hated losing control. Still, I trusted my husband, Marcus. He was a good man, a solid father, and had always been open with me.
But over time, her little games got bolder. One afternoon, my 9-year-old stepdaughter came home crying. I asked her what was wrong and she blurted out, “Mom said you’re trying to take Daddy away from us forever.” My heart sank.
This wasn’t just bitterness. She was poisoning the kids against me. I sat down with Marcus that night and told him everything.
He looked like he had seen a ghost. “She said that to them?” he asked, rubbing his forehead. “I had no idea.”
To his credit, he didn’t brush it off.
He called her right then and there and put it on speaker. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said with a fake laugh. “Kids say weird things all the time.”
Marcus didn’t fight her.
He didn’t raise his voice. He just said, “You’re hurting them by turning them against their stepmom. That has to stop.”
She hung up.
For a few weeks, things calmed down. I even started to believe maybe she realized she’d gone too far. But then something happened that still makes my stomach turn.
One Friday evening, we were supposed to take the kids for the weekend. When we pulled up, she came outside with her arms crossed and said, “They don’t want to come with you anymore.”
The kids were standing at the window, their faces blank. Marcus stepped out of the car.
“Let me talk to them.”
She refused. “They’re old enough to decide. They said you’re making them uncomfortable.
The story doesn’t end here — it continues on the next page.
Tap READ MORE to discover the rest 🔎👇
