A Shocking Encounter at the Market with My Ex-Mother-in-Law: Shes Unrecognisable!
One Saturday at the market, I ran into my ex-mother-in-law. Shed changed so mucholder, weary. I hurried over, greeting her warmly, and we fell into conversation about life. She never once complained about her son, but I could tell things werent right. She said goodbye but begged me to call her the next day. My heart aches for herI lived in her home for ten years, and she treated me well. Then her son brought home a new wife, claiming shed be better than me.
My husband and I stayed with his mother for a decade. Oliver insisted we didnt need our own placehis mum had no one else, he said, and the house would be ours one day. His words left a bitter taste; he shouldnt have spoken like that. Living with my mother-in-law, I quickly saw she was kind, gentlea woman who radiated warmth.
After marriage, Oliver changed completely. Even our sons birth didnt soften him. Our relationship crumbled. The only person I could talk to honestly was his mother. Out of respect, I never spoke ill of him, but she understood. She helped me raise our boytaking him to nursery, then school, always cooking for us.
Ten years passed. Then, out of nowhere, Oliver demanded a divorce. He refused to leave the houseit was his, he said. I had to go. For the first time, his mother stepped in, begging him to reconsider, to think of our son. But it was useless. His mind was made up. I packed my things and left. He moved his new wife in. I rented a room from an elderly woman.
Now, lifes a struggle. My wages barely cover rent, and my son and I share a strangers home. The landlady isnt cruel, but shes sharp-tonguednothing I do pleases her. We eat meals in our room to avoid her.
Then, at the local market, I saw my ex-mother-in-law again. Her eyes were haunted. She never said a word against Oliver, but I knewshe wasnt happy there either. We spoke openly, and she pleaded for me to call. Id take her in if I couldshes good-hearted, and wed help each other. But Ive no home to offer. What should I do?
