Your mother will be living in your apartment instead of your daughter!” the husband squealed. “And get rid of that little flirt!”

— This is my apartment! What do you mean “we decided to sell your apartment”? It was bought with money from Grandma’s inheritance!

Have you forgotten your place, MARE? You don’t earn money, so you can’t decide anything,” the husband yelled.

Something’s wrong with me,” Lena said, standing up from the table, clutching her right side and covering her mouth with her hand.

The husband returned home and saw, instead of his wife, a stranger.

— Where the hell are you, you bitch? We’ve been standing under the door for a whole hour!” shrieked Aunt Zina.

Her husband never found out that our children weren’t his; I kept silent all my life until…

I was listening to the conversation between my mother-in-law and my husband and I couldn’t believe my ears.