My mother-in-law didn’t like me, so she planned to catch me “red-handed” with another man — but she didn’t expect all her schemes to be exposed.
From the first day I became her son-in-law, I knew she didn’t like me. She always thought “we’re not on the same level,” that I was just a provincial who got lucky because I married her son. My husband was kind and quiet, often on business trips, so my mother-in-law considered me a thorn in his side.
I put up with it all — I took care of the house, took care of his parents, and never answered him. But the more I held back, the more emboldened he became.
One day, when my husband left for work, my mother-in-law began her plan to ruin me.
She hired a man I didn’t know — pretending to be an electrician, but in reality, a “fake scene actor.”
His order: enter my room at midnight, then scream to pretend to catch me “in adultery.”
His hidden camera was also ready outside the door — so he could have “evidence” to use to remove me from the family.
But it wasn’t as easy as he thought.
I had known about the plan for a long time. The maid told me — who had heard my mother-in-law call.
I said nothing, just smiled, and prepared a small trap inside the room.
It was night. At exactly twelve o’clock, the hired man entered. He took off his jacket, then approached the bed, according to the “script.”
But he was suddenly stunned when the light turned on.
Me, standing on the side, cellphone in hand, video following his every move.
And the most shocking thing for my mother-in-law was this:
On the bed, there was a large stuffed toy — the size of a human, wearing a nightgown the same as mine, and pierced with syringes in the chest and stomach.
If the man jumped up to “act out” the scene, he would definitely be hurt and drown in blood.
He turned pale, stuttered, and immediately confessed — an old woman had ordered him to “pretend” to be my lover.
I immediately sent the video to my wife.
The next day, he went home immediately.
He quietly entered, opened the video in front of his mother, and said coldly:
“If you don’t like my wife, you don’t have to have a child either.”
The whole house was silent.
I didn’t have to speak, or cry. Because the trap he had prepared, he himself fell into it.
Since then, my mother-in-law has never interfered in our married life again.
And from then on, he looked at me differently — not because of love, but because he knew that a quiet person didn’t mean he was weak or foolish.