She Dumped Her Husband & Their 2 Kids. Years Later, He Discovers A SHOCKING Truth About Them!
A woman dumped her husband and two kids. Years later, her husband discovered the shocking truth about them.
Angela pulled up roughly in the garage and jumped out of her car. She walked furiously towards the house, then yanked the entry door open and slammed it back, causing her husband Mark to jerk in shock. He was working on his laptop in the sitting room when she marched in.
She had timed her arrival to coincide with the kids’ presence at school; she didn’t want any form of emotions to restrain her from carrying out her evil plan. Mark watched in shock as she disappeared into the corner. He heard things being flung about in the room. As he made to stand up, Angela wheeled her suitcase out of the house.
“I can’t take this anymore,” she kept screaming. Mark was simply speechless as she wheeled another luggage out. He finally found his voice and stopped her. He innocently asked where she was going with all the bags, but Angela warned him not to ask her stupid questions. She shoved him away and almost fell. This wasn’t the first time Angela was acting strange, but this time was different.
Mark and Angela had been married for four years. He was a web developer, while Angela was a fashion designer. At the beginning of their marriage, Angela’s income wasn’t much, and Mark took care of all the bills at home. He loved his wife to a fault and ensured he gave her everything she ever asked for. He invested in her business and paid magazines to feature her designs.
He wanted his wife to succeed in her job because she loved designing. Three years after they got married, there was a job opening at a premium modeling agency. Angela expressed her desire to apply for the gig, and Mark didn’t have a problem with it. He even helped her get good pictures and videos of her designs and wrote a compelling application letter to the company.
After the strenuous interview process, Angela was employed as a fashion designer. Her work was to sew fashionable clothes for runway models. The pay was great, and she was extremely happy. Mark was glad to see that she was doing what she loved most, but he never knew that her job would be the beginning of their marital crisis.
During her first two months, she was appointed to sew the dress that would be used for the Paris Fashion Week. This made her spend the bulk of the day in the office. She would return home a few minutes after midnight. All this while, Mark would sit in the living room and wait for her return. When she eventually returned, Mark would make dinner, prepare the bathing water for her, and help massage her feet.
He was so supportive, and Angela would thank him for always being there for her. Mark had hoped that after the Fashion Week, things would go back to normal, but that wasn’t the case. Angela still kept late nights. At first, Mark dismissed her absence at home as a result of work stress, but then the situation got worse. Angela started sleeping out. There were days Mark couldn’t even reach her through the phone. One particular time, he called her multiple times, but she didn’t answer her phone. He sat in the sitting room waiting for her return, but she never did.
Two days passed, and he still couldn’t reach her on the phone. He became paranoid and began preparing to go to the police station so he could report her as a missing person. Just as he was about to leave, the door slightly opened. Angela walked in looking exhausted. Mark immediately told her that he detested the way she slept out without informing him.
“For goodness’ sake, anything bad could have happened to you,” he said.
“It’s just work and nothing more,” Angela replied wearily and walked past him.
“At least let me visit you at your workplace,” he said, hoping she would accept his offer.
Instead, Angela lost it. She sharply turned to face him and angrily warned him never to try that. She claimed her agency had zero tolerance for visitors. Mark trusted her and let her have her way. As months went by, she started traveling for more tours and events.
Mark didn’t make a big deal out of it; he trusted Angela and was just glad that she was excelling in her career. She was away from home for weeks. She was barely answering or returning his calls. During this period, once or twice, she called on video calls when she was in a meeting to show him that she was actually working, and then after that, her phone would be turned off for the rest of the day.
When she eventually returned home, Mark confronted her, but she flared up. She told him to stop standing in the way of her career or she would leave him. At this point, Mark began suspecting that there was more to his wife’s absence from the house. He had given her the benefit of the doubt, but now he was starting to feel like a fool. Clearly, Angela was taking his love and trust for granted. It was time for this to end.
Determined to get to the root of his wife’s unacceptable behavior, Mark decided to pay Angela an unexpected visit at her office. It finally began to dawn on him that it made no sense that her company had a no visitors rule. At Angela’s workplace, Mark approached the receptionist and was shocked to realize that Angela hadn’t been to work in a week.
He tried calling her, but as usual, the calls went to voicemail. Furious, he drove back home. He was done trusting Angela. He was done fighting for their marriage. He was done playing the fool, caring just for their relationship to work. For the first time since they got married, Mark deeply regretted marrying Angela. He never believed a day like this would come. Their love had been so sweet, pure, and warm.
Mark was in his final year studying computer science when he met Angela. Angela was in her third year studying fine arts. They would meet in the school garden and talk about their lives. They were friends for a year before Mark asked her out.
They dated for six months before tying the knot. The first few years of their marriage were the best moments of Mark’s life, but now everything had taken a huge turn. Was he doing something wrong? Was Angela actually truly just busy? A part of Mark considered that Angela might be cheating on him, but he didn’t want to accept that. At least he needed to have tangible evidence, and that’s exactly what he would do: catch his wife red-handed.
Mark was still pondering all this when Angela walked into the house. Mark got up and confronted her. She claimed that she went to a fashion exhibition with her boss. Mark informed her that he visited her office and was informed that she hadn’t been to work in a week. Then Angela got mad. Really mad.
“For heaven’s sake, can you stop policing me? I’m tired of your constant checks. Do you think I’m cheating on you?” she screamed. She took a deep breath and continued, “I thought you cared about my career. I’m very busy. I’m quite exhausted these days. I forget a lot of things.”
Angela was now on the brink of tears. She zoomed towards her bag, brought out her phone, and began showing Mark pictures of all the places she had been to for the past week.
“Can you see? Can you see all these? I haven’t been in the office because I have been working out of the office,” she said as she shoved the phone in his face.
Mark felt so bad. He felt terrible. This was all the proof he needed that his wife had indeed been faithful to him.
“I’m sorry. Maybe you should have been more open. That’s all I asked for,” Mark said.
But Angela screamed at him that she was disappointed in him. He should have trusted her like she trusted him. She left him standing there and went into the bedroom where she slept for hours.
For the next two weeks, peace reigned. Angela would inform Mark about each and every one of her moves. By the third week, the couple was preparing to go to bed when Angela suddenly announced that she would be traveling to the Maldives in the early hours of the morning. Mark was stunned; the notice was too short. He asked if it was an emergency trip, and she said a sharp no.
Mark wanted to talk some more, but Angela interrupted and said she was tired. She needed all the rest she could get in preparation for the Maldives trip. So she climbed on the bed, and within minutes she was already snoring. As she slept, Mark stared at her.
He realized that she was no longer the woman he had married. He couldn’t even remember the last time they had been together as a couple. This wasn’t the kind of marriage he had always dreamt about, and he needed to do something about it. For now, he would let her have her way, but when she returned from the Maldives trip, he would give her a piece of his mind.
Four weeks later, Angela returned from the trip an entirely different person, filled with lots of warmth and laughter. The day she returned, she even got Mark and her to share a private moment. She told him how much she had missed him. Something about the way she said those words made Mark believe her. They spent the rest of the night catching up. Mark confessed how badly he had missed her. Angela promised him that everything would return to normal. She even said they would spend the rest of the week together. The next day, Mark saw her dressing for work.
“I thought we were going to spend the entire week together,” he asked, confused.
She smiled at him and told him that something urgent came up at work. She kissed him and promised to be back in an hour. She didn’t return until the early hours of the next morning. Mark was too exhausted to even say a thing. That week, Angela paid for a fashion workshop, and it kept her away from the house for weeks. She was busy with classes, work, and fashion shows. But once the workshop was over, Angela couldn’t keep her promise to spend the week with her husband.
Mark now thought his wife’s actions had gone overboard. He made a vow to end things once and for all. He had a private investigator on speed dial. All he needed to do was make that call, and in 24 hours, he would get all the answers he needed. As he reached for his phone, the door opened, and Angela walked in. She was carrying all her bags and was in tears.
“I’m done with this marriage, Mark,” she said, almost choking on her own words. Mark was utterly confused. He wasn’t expecting this. He was just about to hire a private investigator to spy on her. He thought she was going to fight back. He was ready for the fight, but this caught him off guard. Before he could say anything, Angela stormed into the room and flung all the clothes in the wardrobe on the floor. She began packing hers into her suitcase. Mark stood at the door watching her.
“I’m so done with this marriage. I can’t keep pretending anymore,” she said, weeping.
“Angela, please, let me know what the problem is. I know we can fix things,” he begged her.
“You’re not good enough for me, Mark. I deserve a man with class, not a naive fool like you,” she said, her voice now calm. Her last words hit him like a slap across the face. He was left stunned. She pulled the suitcase and walked to the door. She stopped, turned to face him, and said, “Take care of the kids.” She flung her engagement and wedding rings on the floor and left the house. A few minutes later, Mark heard her car speeding out of the compound. For almost thirty minutes, he was still standing in the doorway of their bedroom, wondering if he had just witnessed a nightmare.
He slowly walked to the wardrobe and began picking up her scattered clothes. He took out the ones in the bag. He folded all of them and carefully arranged them in the wardrobe. He picked up the rings and locked them in his drawer. He would do everything possible to keep the pieces of the broken home together for the sake of their children. He sat on the floor and wept bitterly. Angela had left him at the time he needed her the most.
It was now two years since Angela abandoned him and their two kids. She didn’t care about them. No calls, no texts, nothing. He did everything he could to raise their children. Despite all he had been through, Mark still loved Angela. He hadn’t seen anyone else since she left him. He missed her dearly. He had been hopeful that Angela would return one day.
He still kept her things exactly how she left them. Every Sunday, he would bring them out, fold them properly, and arrange them neatly in the wardrobe. It was a ritual he had gotten used to. It kept his hopes alive. It kept him believing that Angela would return someday.
But one Sunday, as he was observing the ritual, he noticed an unfamiliar shirt. It was a white shirt with a crest on it. He was certain it wasn’t in the wardrobe before now. He carefully examined the shirt, and to his amazement, he found a note in the pocket. The note read: “Thank you for the fun time in the Maldives, Ryan. I can’t wait to see you again, my love. I will break up with him soon, and then we can be together.”
Mark’s world came crashing down. He was shaking uncontrollably. He could feel his heart sinking. He fell on the floor and burst into tears. Angela had left him because of another man. He felt so betrayed. He cursed the day he met her. He wished he never knew her. He had been foolish to think she was working when she was busy cheating on him. He wished her the worst of life. How could he have been so blind? How could he have been so trusting? How could he have been so naive?
When he finally gathered the strength to stand up, he picked up the white shirt, took it to the backyard, and set it on fire. He watched as it turned to ashes. The fire ignited something inside him. He was done waiting for Angela. He was done being hopeful. He was done loving her. He was done living in the past. It was time to move on. He knew he had to be strong for his children.
He wiped his tears, returned to the house, and began clearing all of Angela’s belongings. He packed everything into a box and took them to the basement. He was done keeping her memories alive. From that day, Mark focused all his energy on taking care of his children. He stopped the Sunday ritual. He stopped thinking about Angela. He stopped waiting for her return.
Six months later, Mark was at the park with his children when he ran into an old friend, Sandra. Sandra was his classmate in college. She was now married with two kids. They exchanged pleasantries and updated each other on their lives. Sandra was shocked when she learned about Angela’s abandonment.
She knew Angela very well. They used to be very close friends back in college. Sandra promised to help Mark in any way she could. They exchanged numbers and kept in touch. As time went on, Sandra became a great source of support for Mark. She helped him take care of the children and offered him emotional support. Mark was grateful to have her in his life. He was finally beginning to heal.
A year later, Mark and Sandra got married. She was a wonderful woman who loved him and his children dearly. She was the perfect woman for him. She brought joy and happiness back into his life. Mark was finally at peace. He had a loving wife and a happy family. He had moved on from Angela. He had forgiven her, but he would never forget what she did to him. He had learned to love and trust again, but this time, he was wiser and stronger. He was grateful for the lessons life had taught him. He was grateful for the second chance at love and happiness.
Mark and Sandra lived happily ever after. They raised their children with love and care. They built a beautiful home filled with joy and laughter. They were a perfect family, and nothing could ever change that. Mark had found his true happiness. He had found his true love.
And he never looked back again.
Mark’s journey with Sandra brought him a renewed sense of purpose and joy. Together, they navigated the challenges of blending their families, creating a home filled with warmth and laughter. The children, David and Daniel, thrived under Sandra’s loving care, growing into well-adjusted and happy young boys.
Years passed, and Mark’s career flourished. He found fulfillment in his work and peace in his personal life. He and Sandra shared a deep bond, built on mutual respect and unwavering support. They celebrated milestones, from the boys’ first days of school to their graduations, always standing together as a united family.
One summer evening, as the family sat in their backyard, a soft breeze rustling the leaves, Mark reflected on his journey. The scars from Angela’s betrayal had faded, replaced by the vibrant colors of a new beginning. He watched Sandra playfully chase the boys around the yard, their laughter echoing in the twilight, and felt a deep sense of gratitude.
Life had not been easy, but it had taught him resilience and the power of love. Mark had learned to trust again, to open his heart despite the risk of pain. Sandra had shown him that true love is patient and kind, capable of healing even the deepest wounds.
One day, an unexpected visitor arrived at their doorstep. Angela stood there, looking worn and regretful. Mark’s heart skipped a beat. He hadn’t seen her since the day she stormed out of their home, abandoning him and the children. The years had not been kind to her.
“I need to talk to you,” she said, her voice barely a whisper.
Mark invited her in, offering her a seat at the kitchen table. Sandra, sensing the gravity of the situation, took the boys outside to give them privacy.
“I’m sorry for everything,” Angela began, tears welling in her eyes. “I know I hurt you and the kids. I made terrible mistakes, and I’ve paid the price.”
Mark listened silently, the memories of their past rushing back. He had moved on, but the wounds she left had once been deep. He had every right to be angry, but he felt only a distant
sadness for what had been lost.
“Why are you here, Angela?” he asked gently, his tone devoid of the bitterness that once consumed him.
“I… I just wanted to see my children,” she replied, her voice cracking. “I know I don’t deserve it, but I miss them. I thought maybe… maybe I could make amends.”
Mark took a deep breath. The boys had long stopped asking about their mother. He and Sandra had built a stable, loving environment for them, and the past few years had been filled with happiness and growth. Yet, he knew this moment would come eventually, and he had prepared himself for it.
“I won’t stop you from seeing them,” he said finally. “But it has to be on their terms. They’ve grown a lot since you left, and they’ll need time to process this.”
Angela nodded, grateful for the chance she had feared would never come. “Thank you, Mark. I don’t know how to make things right, but I want to try.”
The conversation with the boys was delicate. Mark and Sandra sat them down and explained that their mother wanted to see them. David and Daniel listened quietly, their young faces serious.
“Do you want to see her?” Mark asked, his heart aching for them.
After a long pause, David spoke first. “Can we think about it?”
“Of course,” Sandra replied, her voice soothing. “Take all the time you need.”
Days turned into weeks as the boys processed the news. They had questions, and Mark and Sandra answered them with honesty and sensitivity. Eventually, the boys decided they were ready to see Angela, but only if Mark and Sandra were there too.
The reunion was emotional and awkward. Angela cried as she hugged the boys, apologizing repeatedly for her absence. David and Daniel were cautious, their trust not easily given, but they were open to seeing where things might lead.
Over time, Angela’s presence in their lives became a tentative but stable factor. She attended their school events, visited on weekends, and slowly rebuilt a relationship with her children. It wasn’t perfect, but it was a start.
Mark watched as the boys navigated their feelings with remarkable maturity. He was proud of them and grateful for Sandra’s unwavering support. She had been their rock, his rock, through all the tumult.
Life moved forward. The boys grew into teenagers, then young men, always carrying with them the love and stability Mark and Sandra had provided. Angela remained a part of their lives, a reminder that people can change, that redemption is possible.
Mark and Sandra’s love story continued to flourish, a testament to the power of second chances and the strength of the human heart. They celebrated each anniversary with a deep sense of gratitude, knowing that they had weathered life’s storms together.
As they sat on their porch one evening, watching the sun set and listening to the distant sounds of laughter from inside the house, Mark took Sandra’s hand. “We did good, didn’t we?” he said, his voice filled with emotion.
Sandra smiled, her eyes shining with love. “Yes, we did.”
And in that moment, surrounded by the family they had built and the love they had nurtured, Mark knew that despite the pain and heartache of the past, they had found their happily ever after.
