I invited my brother and his family for dinner! Can you manage?” — the husband announced happily to his pregnant wife.

Darya sank down onto the couch with difficulty, carefully supporting her rounded belly. Seven months of pregnancy were becoming increasingly hard to bear. She closed her eyes, trying to dissolve into the blissful silence of the apartment. The day had been exhausting. Since six in the morning, she had been standing in lines at the … Read more

If you don’t like my mother, then leave!” the husband declared, not expecting his wife to actually do it.

Evening was drawing to a close, and in the apartment where Nina, her husband Anton, and her mother-in-law Vera Pavlovna lived, it was usually quiet. But today had gone wrong from the very morning. Two-year-old Semyon was cranky, Vera Pavlovna kept finding reasons to be dissatisfied, and Nina felt completely exhausted. She did her best: … Read more

Natasha, they’re arriving in two hours!” Her husband’s voice on the phone was trembling with anxiety. “Did you get everything done?

“Natasha, the guests will be here in two hours!” The man on the phone sounded anxious. “Have you prepared everything?” Natalia glanced at Alyona, who had finally fallen asleep after a sleepless night, and could barely hold back tears. “Andrey, I’ve only just managed to get ready to go to the store. Alyona cried all … Read more

You’re my wife, and the apartment is mine too!” — I heard that from my husband. And then I took him to court. For everything.

 “Mom says they’ll be here for lunch. Don’t forget we’ve got cutlets in the freezer, you froze them yourself,” Sergey said lazily, pulling a shirt out of the wardrobe. Ksenia stood at the sink, a sponge in one hand and a piece of soggy baguette in the other. The bread, like her, clearly had no … Read more

Lyudmila was sitting in the kitchen by the window when it happened. She simply got up to grab some salt

Lyudmila was sitting in the kitchen by the window when it happened. She simply got up to fetch the salt to finish the soup—and suddenly her legs turned to cotton, чужие, not hers. She didn’t make it to the table—she sank to the floor, knocking over a jar of grains. Buckwheat scattered across the linoleum, … Read more

My husband decided to celebrate New Year’s with his mistress, and I spent all his money and celebrated too

The message came on a Thursday evening while I was chopping salad for dinner. My husband’s phone was lying on the table, screen up—he’d forgotten it in the kitchen again, as usual, when he went to take a shower. I wasn’t even planning to look. But the notification practically pulled my eyes to it. “Igoryok, … Read more

On the day we signed the divorce, I learned news that left my ex-husband with nothing.

  The day Svetlana had imagined in her dreams for many years finally arrived. But instead of the expected relief, she felt her hands trembling with nerves. Fifty-eight isn’t an age for a new life—right? That thought haunted her all morning. She scrutinized herself in the hallway mirror. A strict suit, minimal makeup, hair pulled … Read more

The oligarch paid a beggar girl to be his granddaughter for a week… But the moment the little one crossed the mansion’s threshold

 The enormous mansion was silent. It wasn’t just big—it was bottomless, like a lake on a moonlit night. Silence hid within its ivy-clad walls—dense, heavy, like a velvet curtain. In that silence lived a single person. His name was Arkady Petrovich. He had everything money could buy, and none of the things that come freely, … Read more

Out of sheer desperation, she agreed to marry the rich man’s son who couldn’t walk… And a month later she noticed…

“You must be joking,” Tatyana said, staring at Ivan Petrovich with her eyes wide. He shoo0k his head. “No, I’m not. But I’ll give you time to think. Because the offer really isn’t a usual one. I can even guess what you’re thinking right now. Weigh everything, think it through properly—I’ll come back in a … Read more

A poor girl didn’t wear shoes to the interview — the millionaire CEO chose her out of twenty-five candidates…

Some success stories don’t open with swagger—they crawl out of humiliation and keep walking. Chicago coughed up a brittle wind that Monday, the kind that slid like a blade between coat buttons. Emily Carter stood at the base of Mason & Rowe’s glass monolith, her bare soles pressed to stone that bit like ice. She … Read more