I Couldn’t Reach out to My Husband for Days – Then My Mother-in-Law Called Me & Revealed the Shocking Truth

Abbie’s world turns upside down when her husband vanishes without a trace, leaving only a cryptic note behind. Days later, a phone call from her mother-in-law reveals a shocking secret that shakes Abbie to the core. Where is Matthew?

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A ‘MISSING’ poster | Source: Unsplash

“Matthew? This isn’t funny, where are you?” I called out, expecting to hear his voice from another room.

But the house was silent, except for the faint hum of the refrigerator.

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A woman moving around the house | Source: Freepik

My heart started to race as I noticed a note on the kitchen table.

It read, “Don’t search for me.

I stared at the note, hoping it was a bad joke. Matthew loved pranks, but this felt different. I grabbed my phone and dialed his number, only to hear it go straight to voicemail.

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A woman holding her phone | Source: Unsplash

“Matthew, call me back,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “This isn’t funny.”

I called his mom next. “Hi, it’s Abbie. Have you heard from Matthew?”

“No, dear,” Claire replied. “Is everything alright?”

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An older woman on a phone call | Source: Freepik

“Yes, yes, it is. Sorry, I guess he just went out for a walk.”

I hung up and tried his best friend, James.

“No, Abbie, we haven’t heard from him,” James said, his concern mirroring mine.

Matthew never returned.

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A grayscale image of man | Source: Unsplash

The kids kept asking, “Where’s Daddy?”

I didn’t know how to answer them. I finally went to the police, clutching the note in my hand.

“Ma’am, with the note he left, we can’t start a search,” the officer said.

“But he’s missing!” I protested, feeling a lump rise in my throat. “What if something happened to him?”

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A woman talking to an officer | Source: Midjourney

The officer shook his head. “I’m sorry, but adults have the right to disappear if they want to. There’s nothing we can do.”

I left the station feeling helpless and alone.

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A depressed woman | Source: Unsplash

I returned home to our cozy suburban house, now filled with an eerie emptiness. I gathered the children in the living room.

“Kids, I need to tell you something,” I began, my voice shaking. “Daddy is… he’s gone away for a while.”

“Why, Mommy?” my youngest asked.

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A curious little girl | Source: Unsplash

“I don’t know, sweetheart,” I replied, pulling her into a hug. “But we have to be strong, okay?”

The days that followed were a blur of tears and unanswered questions.

Every corner of the house reminded me of Matthew.

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A grayscale image of a couple | Source: Unsplash

His favorite coffee mug on the counter, his shoes by the door, the jacket he always wore still hanging in the closet.

I tried to keep things normal for the kids, but it was a struggle. Every time they asked about their father, my heart broke a little more.

Then, one day, I received a call from my mother-in-law.

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A person holding a phone in their hand | Source: Unsplash

“If you want to know the truth, promise me you won’t tell Matthew anything,” her voice cracked through the FaceTime call, breaking the silence of the room.

“Promise? What’s going on?” I asked, feeling a knot tighten in my stomach.

“Matthew is here at my house. With his mistress and their newborn baby,” she began.

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A woman with a newborn | Source: Unsplash

I was horrified.

“Matthew told me to keep it a secret from you, Abbie,” she continued. “His mistress had nowhere to go, so he brought her here. He’s planning to spend money from your joint account to rent them an apartment. He told me he is going to divorce you and stay with his mistress. She’s… barely 19.”

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A shocked woman on a phone call | Source: Midjourney

I felt like the ground had just been pulled out from under me.

My vision blurred with tears as I struggled to comprehend her words.

“He… he’s what?” I stammered.

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A woman in tears | Source: Pexels

“I’m sorry for lying to you about his whereabouts and not telling the truth earlier, ” she continued. “I didn’t know what to do since he is my son… I needed some time to think about everything. But you are also family to me and the mother to my grandkids, whom I love dearly. That’s why I decided to tell you the truth. Abbie, you still have time. You can find a lawyer and save your money for the sake of your kids.”

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Three young children | Source: Unsplash

I was shaking, a mix of anger, betrayal, and heartbreak surging through me.

“I can’t believe this,” I said, trying to steady my voice. “Thank you for telling me. I-I need to protect my children and myself.”

Ending the call, I sat in stunned silence, the reality of my situation crashing down on me. Matthew, the man I trusted and loved, was planning to abandon us for another woman.

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A depressed woman | Source: Unsplash

The kids sensed something was wrong. “Mommy, where’s Daddy?” my youngest asked, her big eyes filled with confusion.

“He’s not coming back, sweetheart,” I said, pulling her into a tight hug. “But we have each other, and we’ll be okay.”

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Close-up of a woman hugging her child | Source: Midjourney

I could hardly believe what my mother-in-law had told me, but I had to keep moving forward for my kids. I immediately contacted a lawyer.

As we discussed my options, I received a call from an unknown number. I hesitated before answering.

“Hello?” I said cautiously.

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A woman in tears holding a phone | Source: Pexels

“Hi, Abbie? It’s Lisa. I’m the woman Matthew has been seeing. I need to talk to you,” came the voice on the other end.

A chill ran down my spine. “How dare you!” I snapped. “How dare you call me?”

“Please, just meet me. There’s something you need to know, something important. It’s about your family,” she pleaded.

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A woman using a telephone | Source: Unsplash

I was seething. I would’ve never agreed to see her face had I not sensed helplessness in her voice.

“Alright. Where do you want to meet?” I asked.

“Do you know that old café on street 8? 6 p.m. Does that work?”

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Inside a cafe | Source: Unsplash

At 6 p.m. sharp, I walked into the café, my eyes searching for her. When I first saw Lisa’s picture, I couldn’t believe Mathew could’ve dated a girl so young.

She was already there at a corner booth.

“Thank you for coming,” she said as I sat down.

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A young girl at a cafe | Source: Unsplash

“Why did you want to meet?” I asked.

“Matthew told me he was going to leave you, but I didn’t know he was going to abandon you like this. I didn’t agree to any of this,” she began.

“Why should I believe you?” I asked, folding my arms defensively.

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A confident woman | Source: Unsplash

She reached into her bag and pulled out a stack of papers.

“These are emails and messages from Matthew. He said horrible things about you, things I know aren’t true. He’s been manipulating both of us.”

I took the papers and began to read.

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A stack of documents | Source: Pexels

My hands trembled with rage as I saw the lies and deceit laid bare. “I can’t believe this,” I muttered, shaking my head.

Lisa looked at me earnestly. “He’s planning to take everything from you. But I don’t want any part of it. I want to help you.”

“Why are you doing this?” I asked, stunned.

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A shocked woman holding a document | Source: Pexels

“Because I didn’t know what kind of man he really was until it was too late. I want to make things right, at least in some small way,” she said, tears welling up in her eyes.

I looked at her, seeing the genuine remorse and desperation in her face. Maybe she was telling the truth.

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A young woman | Source: Midjourney

“Alright,” I said slowly. “If you’re serious about helping, we need to gather as much evidence as we can. I need to protect my children and secure our future.”

We spent the next hour discussing our plan. Lisa shared more details about Matthew’s schemes, and we started forming an unlikely alliance.

It felt strange to trust the woman who had been with my husband, but her willingness to help gave me hope.

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Two women chatting | Source: Pexels

The next morning, I sat in my lawyer’s office.

“We need to confront him together. But first, I need to secure my finances and make sure he can’t take anything more from us,” I told my lawyer, Kate.

“With the information Lisa provided, we can freeze the joint accounts and protect your assets,” she assured me.

We went through the details step by step.

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A female lawyer | Source: Pexels

Kate filed the necessary paperwork to freeze our joint accounts and secure my assets.

It felt like a race against time, but I knew we had to be thorough.

Every piece of information Lisa had given us was crucial.

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A busy female lawyer | Source: Pexels

One evening, I sat at the kitchen table, paperwork spread out in front of me.

My mother-in-law had come over to help with the kids. She brought me a cup of tea and sat down across from me.

“You’re doing the right thing, Abbie,” she said softly. “I am so sorry for what my son is putting you through.”

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