Reddit Stories - BETRAYAL and DECEPTION_ A Mother's WARNING Ignored as Secrets Unravel_

Episode Date: October 22, 2025

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I hope you enjoy this story. Advised upcoming daughter-in-law to break up with my privileged son. In response, he asked a different woman to marry him using my funds, prompting me to evict him and involve the authorities. My age is 42. Son Brian, 19M, has been dating his girlfriend Shea who is 18 years old for about three years now. For context, while I love my son, I must admit that he hasn't turned out to be the person I hoped he would be. He lacks a strong work ethic and has no motivation to get a job or attend college,

instead choosing to spend most of his time gaming and partying. On the other hand, Shea is the complete opposite. She is dedicated to her studies and aspires to become a doctor. She is also an excellent swimmer and she's a part of all of these extracurricular teams and is currently attending her first year of college about two hours from us. When they first started dating in high school, they were a perfect match. We enjoyed having Shea around and my son even took better care of himself. However, ever since she's gone to college, things have quickly deteriorated since then. Although I know my son still loves Shea, he neglects her and doesn't give her the attention she deserves. I feel as though it has something to do with her going to college. He chose not to. That was his

decision. We didn't push him in that direction, but seeing Shea thrive in that environment seemed to highlight his own shortcomings. It seemed like he noticed it himself, so my husband and I never bothered to say anything. He became resentful, spending more and more time locked in his room, lost in a world of fantasy games that offered him the thrill and success he lacked in reality. I was home one day from work and as I passed by his closed door I overheard him on a call with Shea. His voice was strained, almost pleading, as he tried to explain away his absence and lack of effort in their relationship. Honestly, my heart ached for both of them, for Shea, who deserves so much more, and for my son, who seemed trapped in a cycle of self-pity and denial. With she's obvious potential, I can't help but feel that she deserves someone better.

Well, a few days after that I saw a car pull up on the driveway and he ran out to the car. Well, I thought it was Shea and so I came out to greet her because I hadn't seen her in some time and I didn't think my son would mind. But as I approached the car, my son starts yelling at me and telling me to go back inside. So I stop in my tracks and I'm like I just want to say hi to Shea. And then he tells me to get back inside now. And I'm like, hold on a second here, no need to yell. And so I go back inside thinking that maybe I was disturbing some heart to heart or maybe maybe they were having a fight. And then I'm creeping through the window and he leans down and kisses

this person but I can't see who it is but I'm having this sneaky suspicion that it's not Shea. So I keep watching. And after about 20 minutes, he leans down and kisses this person again. And he stands at the end of the driveway while the car backs up and then the car is finally at an angle that I can see inside and this woman is not Shea. Well, my heart breaks and I'm enraged. What the hell is this boy doing? Do I say something? What do I do? So then he comes inside and I pretend that I'm reading on my iPad and he goes into the kitchen and I ask how Shea is doing and he said she's fine.

And I said I didn't know she was in town and he goes that was just a buddy from school. And I said, oh, you should have invited them inside, would have made lunch. And he goes they were just coming to drop something off quick. Then that night, while my husband and I are in bed, I'm telling him what I saw and he says to stay out of it. He said it's none of my business. But then I say we failed our son if he's someone who cheats. And I say, where did he learn that from? And my husband says certainly not us.

And then I say I don't think I can. How can we know something and know tell Lily? That would be like us not helping our daughter if we knew she was in trouble. He says to stay out of it. He says it's just the natural way of things. It's like getting in the way of the cycle of life. Well, no, I wasn't having that. During she's recent visit, she seemed distressed.

I asked my son to go and pick up some stuff at the corner store for dinner. I told him that I had forgotten something but I didn't. I just wanted a few minutes with Shay alone and couldn't tell him that. I took the opportunity to ask her what was wrong. wrong. Shea and I have always had a good relationship and she's asked me out for little dates just the two of us every now and again. So it wasn't strange for her me to pick up on something that was off and then feel as though that I had to ask her about it. She confided in me that she didn't know what to do about my son's lack of ambition and laziness. I told her that I couldn't

see it changing any time soon as it had been going on for almost two years now but it got worse when she had actually left for college. As soon as she made up her mind about going, I feel as though that's when something clicked in him. She then asked for my advice and I suggested that she prioritized her own wants and needs. She had told me that she was planning on dropping out and coming back home and working at her grandpa's flooring store. I asked her if it was something her grandpa wanted to do

and if it was something that needed to be done in order to keep the store afloat. She said no, her grandpa was fine with the store. the store. But she said that school was just hard and it was hard to be away from Brian and she couldn't focus properly because her and Brian were constantly fighting. She worked her but off for a scholarship and I told her she would be making a mistake if she dropped out of school and didn't give it more of a chance. She deserved someone who could match her passion and drive, someone who would support and uplift her in her journey towards becoming a doctor. But as much as I sympathized with Shea, I also couldn't shake the maternal instinct to

protect my son. He was lost and struggling, drowning in his own insecurities and fears. But I tried to give her the same advice that I would any girlfriend of mine. Honestly, I see myself in Shea. Why would let someone hold me back like that? And I do think of Shea as a daughter, and as a daughter, why would I let anyone hold my daughter back from her full potential? Then I told her that it's not worth staying with someone who holds her back. I said now is the time. time for her to be selfish. Shea hugged me and thanked me and said she would consider my words carefully. My son came downstairs earlier today, furious, absolutely in a rage because Shea had broken up with him through a text message. He told me that she mentioned discussions with your mom which made her rethink the relationship and she has to put herself first and she has dreams and goals and he's just not matching her energy. She basically told him that she deserves better. My son was angry that I had interfered and accused me of crossing boundaries. I explained that I didn't all out tell Shea to leave him, but simply reminded her to make her own

decisions and do what is best for herself. Now my son is not speaking to me and my husband is frustrated, thinking that without Shea, my son will have a harder time getting out of his current rut. I also miss having Shea around. So, Ida. Update 1. Well, a few days. after the breakup, my son comes up to my husband and I and he says that he found a course at the local college here that he wants to take. It's a digital media program for game design. This is the

first time he's shown any interest in doing something with himself so my husband and I sort of jump at this opportunity and show our support. He asks for an advance of 5,000 for the program and he says he's going to pay us back because he has a plan to find a job and pay his way through school. Whoa. Who is this kid? He's done a total 360. Or so I thought. Well, my husband and I gave him the cash so long as he promised to use it for school. If he got certain grades, he wouldn't have to pay us back. It would be our little gift for him. So he acts all happy and makes all these promises. About a week later he brought that girl I saw in the car over for dinner. My husband is acting like nothing has happened.

He's chatting with her and asking her questions and my son is just sitting at the table with a big smile on his face. Then I noticed this ring on her ring finger. Then I feel sick to my stomach. I feel like he's brought this girl over and he's doing this to me on purpose because of the conversation I had with Lily and I hope to hell that this ring isn't what I think it is. Well, two can play this game. As dinner went on, I observed the new girl my son brought home closely. She was polite and engaging in conversation with my husband, but something about her demeanor seemed off to me.

I noticed how she would subtly touch my son's arm or lean in closer to him when she spoke, and it made my blood boil. It was as if she was marking her territory right in front of me. Well, I wasn't about to let that slide. After dessert, when my husband excused himself to check on something outside, I took the opportunity to confront my son and his new companion. With a steely gaze, I locked eyes with the girl and asked her bluntly, that's a pretty ring. She looked taken aback by my directness, but quickly regained her composure. She replied with a sweet smile, Brian proposed to me just yesterday and we wanted to tell you tonight.

Her word sounded rehearsed, and I could see right through her first. facade. I'm shocked. I look at Brian and I'm like, how did you afford that? Who even is she? You only just broke up with Lily. And the young lady looks confused and looks at him and then looks at me and then back at him. Then he straight up tells me to go fuck myself and he gets up from the table and urges her to follow him and then I lose it and I tell him that he can't speak to me that way and again I say how did he afford that ring and I'm like you bought that with the money we gave you for the program that you lied to us about, didn't you? And he starts laughing and then I'm like what's so funny about this, Brian. We told you what that money was supposed to be used for. And he goes, yeah, I'll pay you

back. And I say, to this young lady to give me that ring because I'm taking it back and she looks at Brian and Brian tells me the hell with that and he says that they're leaving and I'm like yeah. You should leave and you're no longer allowed under this roof and I'm giving him until the end of the month to either pay us back for that money or give us that ring. The girl's eyes widened in shock at my outburst and my son's face turned red with anger. He opened his mouth to protest, but I held up a hand to silence him. I mean it, I said. And then he again tells me to go fuck myself and then I tell him to get out of the house and I tell him he can't go around treating women the way he is because clearly this young lady doesn't know about Shea. And then he throws my crystal vase at me before he

slams the front door and I open the front door back open and I tell him I'm calling the cops and if he tries to come back here I'm calling the cops and he can spend some time in jail figuring out who the hell he is and getting a grip on reality. Then my husband comes in and asks what the hell happened and what he missed and I explain and he then yells at me and tells me that I took it way too far and should have stayed out of it. And I ask him if he's proud of his son who just sits in his room without any motivation or any drive to do anything with his life and then suddenly asks us for money and buys a random girl a ring out of nowhere. And he said it's not up to him. And I said he's your son, you should care about what he does

and you should want him to do something with himself and not just play video games all day and treat women like trash. What is going on here? Am I living in the Twilight Zone? Update 2. Well, I left my husband. Turns out I was sort of projecting and I realized that if I'm telling Shea to go and live out her dreams, then maybe I should take more of my own advice. It started when my son broke into our house a few days after the dreaded dinner. He thought that I wasn't home because usually I'm out volunteering, but I happened to be home that day because I wasn't feeling well. I come down the stairs to see him swiping money from my wallet and trying to take his father's credit card. Well, I called the cops like I said I would.

Then my husband is screaming at me and at the cops while our son is getting arrested. I told him that I can't go back on my word, our son has to learn right from wrong. I said if he's going to sit on his SS, he can't sit on his ass in jail. So that was going down. And then quite literally the next day I have to use my husband's computer to find some paperwork when an email comes in and it's in response to a job he applied for. I'm like, what am I reading? He's supposed to have a cushiony job as a chiropractor in a clinic he's been in for 15 years now.

Well, then I decide to go through his emails. Get off back. So what I see is back and forths from his lawyer and previous employer. I guess his business partner wanted him out because my husband wasn't performing as he should and the clinic was in trouble because of it. Well, they figured out a way to let him go and now he's in this lawsuit with him and he's jobless. Not only that, but he's been digging into our investments in order to pay bills. All of this without letting me know. He's gone during the day as if he would be leaving to work, so I'd query's been going.

Anyways, I realized that in my efforts to guide Shea and protect her from settling for less than she deserved, I had neglected to do the same for myself and my own happiness. I hadn't realized just how unhappy I was in my own marriage until I saw how my son was treating Shea. So I kicked my husband out as well and I'm out of their living my best life. Did I take it too far? Ike, you tell me. I just know I would have liked someone to look out for me like I did for Shea. At least she's not going to be trapped in a loveless marriage like I was.

A little background info, my father passed when my husband and I were still young and newly married and he passed on the house that we were living into me. We've been in it and made it our own ever since. But the house itself is mine. I've found my own lawyer and will have it figured out, but I plan on taking him for all he has. Whatever he has left. As for my son, I never bailed him out and I freeze the account so that my husband didn't have the cash to do it either. He might still be in there learning his lesson.

Now on to the next story. Story 2. Caught my wife having an affair with her intern at the office. She lost her job, her family, and our perfect life together, all for a fling. I've, 32 male, been with my wife, 31 female, for a total of 11 years, but we have been married for 8. We met in college and we started dating about halfway through. We moved in together after graduation and we went through all of the ups and downs of our postgraduate life together. She made everything more tolerable for me when we were going through the bad times.

As soon as we both had good jobs and stable incomes, I proposed. I knew that I wanted to marry her and be with her for the rest of my life. She said yes and shortly after we got married and started building a happy life together. We have one child together and we bought our first house in the suburbs. It was the kind of life we had always dreamed of having. My wife and I were both very dedicated and diligent workers, so over the years we had been given several promotions and opportunities with our respective employers. About a year ago my wife had gotten a big promotion at work

which gave her her very own office and assistant. I went to all of the office parties and gatherings with her. It was a pretty close-knit environment with all of the employees. Over the years, we've lost contact with most of our friends from college but we have a pretty nice friend group with our co-workers. One day, out of the blue I got a text message from one of her co-workers, who I was good friends with, telling me that my wife might have been behaving inappropriately with an intern. I was shocked to hear the news and I didn't believe it right away.

When she got home, I showed her the message and I asked her about it. She told me that she had no idea what her co-worker was talking about, but she was going to talk to him first thing in the morning to clear it up. The last thing she wanted was a sexual harassment case or anything of the sort when it wasn't true. She was pretty upset about the message, so it was difficult to tell if she was being honest or not. I was inclined to believe her because she had never given me any reason to doubt her throughout the entirety of our relationship. When she got home the following day, she told me that she had a conversation with the co-worker and he explained what happened. He thought he saw them in a compromising position through her window, but she told him that what he saw was them sitting close while she helped show him something on the computer.

The intern even confirmed that was the case and assured the co-worker that nothing was going on. I felt relieved that it seemed to have been over. I didn't think that my wife was cheating on me, but it was good to know that she had resolved that issue with her co-worker. Several weeks later my office gave all of the employees a four-day weekend because they had to renovate some parts of the building. I had that Monday off and figured it would be nice to surprise my wife with a nice lunch at work. I stopped by her favorite restaurant, grabbed her usual order, and went to her office.

I ran into a few of her coworkers and we caught up for a couple of minutes before I made my way to my wife. I had stopped by her office many times before and normally I would knock a couple of times and then peek inside. When I went to do that this time, the door was locked. I figured she was in a meeting of some kind and didn't want to be interrupted by anyone. But I heard some shuffling on the other side of the door and my wife said to give her just a minute. I waited for her to open it, and when she did I saw that there was a young man behind her desk with a chair next to hers. My wife brought me in and introduced me to her intern. I noticed immediately that his cheeks were kind of flushed and he had his hands resting on his groin.

After what her co-worker accused her of, I wouldn't think she would be so close to her intern with the door locked like that. I definitely had some red flags waving at the time. I told my wife that I brought her lunch and she thanked me, dismissing her intern for an early lunch. I asked her why the door was locked and she said that she hadn't realized it was. She said she must have bumped it. It was just one of those push-button locks, so it kind of made sense. The intern hurried out of the office and I had lunch with my wife. I got home and I just couldn't shake the feeling that I had interoperated.

something. The way the intern looked was pretty suspicious. And given what her coworker told me, I think it was reasonable to question what I saw. Later that night, she called me and told me that she had a last-minute Zoom meeting with some overseas clients and would be coming home late. That was a very rare thing to happen to her. She was a very busy woman at work and last-minute things just didn't happen. I was even more suspicious about what was going on. I think thought about what I wanted to do for a bit and eventually, I reached out to the co-worker who told me about the intern. When I called him and asked him specifically what he saw, he implied that he thought he saw my wife performing oral on the intern. At least, she was in the position

to be doing so. I asked him if there really was a last-minute meeting and he told me that he didn't think there was. I think with the questions I was asking he was able to figure out that I thought there was something going on between her and the intern that night. An important thing to know about this guy, he was next in line for the promotion that my wife got. I was aware that things he said could only be taken with a grain of salt because his motives might not have been the best. But if what he was saying was true I needed to figure it out. He offered to meet me at the office so he could let me in since he had clearances to go. I agreed and we met there about 15 minutes later.

He brought me up to their offices where we could hear that somebody was still there and having very loud sex. Without even seeing who it was, I knew that it was my wife. I heard those noises before. Still, we walked toward them so we could catch them in the act. I found my wife on her desk with the intern. When I opened the door they jumped apart from each other and tried to cover themselves. My wife stammered trying to find the words to explain what was going on, but she couldn't. I regretted not getting any documented evidence of it.

But, thankfully I had another witness there with me so hopefully they could testify in the divorce proceedings that my wife was in fact cheating on me. I stormed out of the office and went home, locking myself in the bedroom so my wife couldn't get in. The following day, I reached out to the co-worker that I had gone to the office with and he told me that he was reporting it two hour. Later that day, I overheard my wife get a call and it was clear that she was terminated. She was very upset by whatever happened on the phone call.

The intern was let go from the office as well. I asked the guy what that would mean for him, and he told me that likely he would not get credit for whatever class he was doing the internship for and would most likely have to retake it. It wasn't the worst punishment for him, but at the same time, I do feel like my wife was in a position of power with him which seemed like she could have taken advantage of it. I did end up divorcing my wife and with the testimony of the other person who was with me when we discovered her cheating, I did not have to give her any. anything in the divorce. She lost her job and her husband, house, and won't get to see her child much anymore due to split custody. All for some meaningless fling with her intern.