Collection of Couples’ Emotional Stories
She never thought she would encounter such a formidable mother-in-law. From the moment she got married, her mother-in-law never treated her kindly, always speaking harshly every day. She could only wash her face with tears.
Others consoled her, saying, “Your mother-in-law has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She’s just bored since she’s retired and has nothing to do. Once you give birth to a chubby boy, she’ll be too occupied with her grandson to quarrel with you.”
Years passed, but her belly never swelled. Her mother-in-law’s words grew increasingly hurtful: “Even a hen can lay eggs, but a wife who can’t have children is worse than a hen.” He tried to comfort his mother, saying, “Mom, what are you talking about? We’re busy with our careers and don’t want to have children right now.” His mother retorted, “You’re almost thirty, how much longer will you be busy?”
In reality, it wasn’t that they didn’t want children; they desperately wanted a child, but for some unknown reason, she just couldn’t conceive. As she turned thirty, the excuse of being busy with their careers no longer held water. His mother snorted and said, “Go to a top hospital. Maybe there’s something wrong!” She didn’t explicitly say who she suspected, but it was clear she thought it was her.
She, too, suspected she might be the problem since he was healthy and strong, not showing any signs of issues.
The test results were surprising: it turned out he was the one with the problem. Upon hearing the results, she broke down and cried bitterly, thinking of all the grievances she had endured over the years. She hit his back fiercely, exclaiming, “It’s all your fault! Your mother always blamed me, saying the most horrible things!”
He silently wept, saying nothing.
When they returned home, she opened the door first. Her mother-in-law asked, “Why the long face? Who owes you two hundred bucks? Oh, I get it. They found out you’re the one with the problem, right?”
Usually feeling inferior because she suspected she was infertile, she never dared to talk back to her mother-in-law. But this time, she shouted, “Who’s sick? You are!” Then she slammed the door and went into the bedroom.
Her mother-in-law, stunned, asked her son what was going on. He said, “Mom, the tests show it’s my problem.”
Not believing him, she demanded to see the results. He replied, “Even if you look, you wouldn’t understand.” She insisted on finding someone who could read them. He said, “Is this something to brag about? Do you want everyone to know? I tore them up and threw them in the hospital bathroom.” His mother, sobbing, said they would spare no expense to treat him. He told her, “The doctor said there’s no cure for this worldwide.”
Still unwilling to give up, she sought out traditional Chinese medicine practitioners who treated infertility, getting him herbal remedies. He drank bowl after bowl of bitter concoctions, but her belly still didn’t swell. Finally, his mother gave up.
She once thought of divorcing him and told him so. He refused, saying, “With my condition, no one else will marry me. How can you leave me? Why don’t we adopt a child instead?” They had deep feelings for each other; she didn’t really want to leave. Talking about divorce was just out of anger.
They adopted a boy, and her mother-in-law enthusiastically helped raise the child. Her attitude toward her changed completely. Every day after work, her mother-in-law would warmly greet her. When she was sick, her mother-in-law would serve her tea and water. Gradually, her resentment towards her mother-in-law faded.
Their son was smart and well-behaved, and the family lived harmoniously. Sometimes she thought it wasn’t so bad after all. If her husband hadn’t been infertile, her mother-in-law would still have her old bad temper. In that case, she would be in a difficult position: she couldn’t bear to divorce him, but she also couldn’t stand her mother-in-law’s bad temper.
Many years passed, their son went to college, and her mother-in-law passed away.
One day, while tidying up a cabinet, she found some yellowed medical reports in an old folder. Her face changed as she read them, and she confronted him with them. He admitted, “Yes, I lied. The problem was with you.”
She was shocked and asked why he did it. He explained, “If my mom knew you were infertile, she would have forced me to divorce you. I couldn’t bear to lose you.”
She asked, “Why didn’t you tell me?”
He replied, “You stood up to my mom because you believed I was the one who was infertile. If I had told you the truth, you would have lost your confidence. My mom is smart; she would have seen through it. Drinking all that medicine was my way of pretending to be the one with the problem.”
Now she understood.
She couldn’t say anything, just threw herself into his arms, crying. Love isn’t always spoken; silent, selfless love is the most touching.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
