My mother-in-law hates me and told my husband to divorce me - On her birthday, karma struck back in front of all the guests.
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My mother-in-law Evelyn had always tried to sabotage my marriage and even went so far as to ask Caleb, my husband, to divorce me.
But on her birthday I decided it was time to teach her a lesson that left everyone, including Evelyn, speechless
§SmartSitt
I have been married to Caleb for four years and he has always been my support through everything.
But his mother Evelyn was a constant source of tension in our relationship.
From the beginning Evelyn disapproved of my career as an artist and my lifestyle.
She often made veiled comments telling Caleb he could have better. She even introduced him to other women she thought were more suitable.
She even suggested he divorce me, but Caleb always stood by my side.
I still remember our first Christmas together.
The room was warm and cozy, filled with the glow of the fireplace and the twinkling lights of the tree.
We were unwrapping presents when Evelyn handed me a carefully wrapped gift.
"This is for you, Cecelia," she said, her voice dripping with forced kindness.
In the box was a bright, overly kitschy cat sweater, clearly not intended for a person.
I forced a smile and said, "Thanks, Evelyn," but my embarrassment was hard to hide. She grinned and said, "Oops! Must have been a mix-up. But honestly, you'd look better in pet fashion!"
Caleb didn't know what to say and just looked uncomfortable.
I played along and put the sweater on for the sake of peace, but it hurt.
I later learned that Evelyn had mixed up the gift tags and taken the designer scarf that was supposed to be for me and gave me her cat's sweater instead.
It was just the beginning of her constant attempts to humiliate me.
The worst, however, came on our wedding day.
Everything was perfect - the venue, the flowers, the guests - until I realized the caterer hadn't shown up.
Panic set in, and Caleb and I scrambled to find a replacement.
By a stroke of luck, we found Isabella, a local caterer who saved the day with a last-minute miracle.
Later, Evelyn came up to me, feigning concern, and said, "Oh honey, I lost the caterer's number. I was just trying to help," she said sweetly, but I knew better.
This wasn't an accident—it was sabotage.
But I smiled and thanked her, determined not to let her ruin my day.
That's when I realized Evelyn wasn't just difficult; she was vicious.
But I kept my composure and waited for the moment when she would push me too far.
That moment came at a family picnic in the park.
As we all gathered together, Evelyn stood up, holding a glass of lemonade.
"I just want to say how wonderful it is to have everyone here, especially Caleb," she began. I expected her to end on a polite note, but instead she added, "I'm looking forward to Caleb's next wedding - with someone who can really make him happy!"
The silence that followed was deafening. It felt like I'd been punched in the stomach.
Caleb, just as shocked, immediately told his mom to stop, but she brushed it off as "just kidding."
That's when I decided enough was enough.
Her birthday was coming up, and she had the audacity to ask me to plan her party. So I agreed - but I had my own plan.
I hired Isabella, who had saved our wedding, to cater the celebration.
I also booked a stunning venue, knowing it was exactly the kind of big event Evelyn would brag about.
But the real highlight of the evening was a video I secretly put together.
I contacted everyone Evelyn had hurt over the years - her friends, family, even former neighbors.
Everyone shared their stories of the pain and embarrassment Evelyn had caused them.
"It's time someone stood up to her," Linda, her childhood friend, told me.
On the day of the party, everything was perfect.
The guests chatted, unaware of the surprise I had prepared.
When it was time for the speeches, I stood up and smiled warmly at Evelyn.
"I have a special gift for you, Evelyn," I announced, introducing the video.
As the room darkened and the video played, one person after another told their story.
Evelyn's grin slowly faded as the reality of her actions was revealed in front of all her friends and family.
The last speaker was Linda, who tearfully recounted how Evelyn had humiliated her as a teenager, causing years of bullying and pain.
The room fell into awkward silence.
Evelyn, tears streaming down her face, stood up. For the first time, she seemed truly remorseful.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered, addressing not just me, but everyone in the room.
After the party, Evelyn approached me, her voice shaking with emotion.
"Cecelia, I owe you an apology. I was jealous of the love you and Caleb share. I acted out of my own
insecurities.
I want to make it up to you."
I took a deep breath and finally felt peace.
.Evelyn, it's not too late to change. We can start over."
And she did. Over time, Evelyn worked to repair her relationships, not only with me but with those she had hurt.
Our lives became more peaceful, and slowly she became a kinder, more thoughtful person.
In the end, Evelyn learned an important lesson: Karma has its own way of catching up with us all.