My mother-in-law accuses me of cheating on her son: DNA test says she is the unfaithful one – Story of the day

A woman’s mother-in-law accused her of cheating and said her husband couldn’t be the father of her child. A DNA test proved her wrong, but also revealed the most shocking truth that no one expected.

“You’re a bad woman,” my mother-in-law, Georgina, told me, but my husband, Hans, interrupted her before she could continue.

“Mother! You will not speak to my wife like that. Apologize right now!” he demanded after the huge scene his mother had caused.

Georgina and my father-in-law, Manuel, had come to meet our baby after we had been discharged from the hospital. We had waited several days to have visitors and asked our entire family to give us time, to come together and get used to this new and beautiful reality.

A month went by and we invited people over. Finally, it was time for Georgina and Manuel to come. Although they had always been nice to me, I knew they had never liked me for their son. My mother-in-law loved to criticize me.

However, I couldn’t stop them from coming, mainly because others had already posted pictures of me and my baby on social media. So, Hans invited them and it was supposed to be a great evening.

I knew something was strange as soon as she walked through the door. I tried to be polite and offered her some time with the baby we named Hans Jr. But things quickly fell apart when Georgina refused to hold her grandson.

She shook her head and snapped, “I knew it. I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!”

“What did you know, Mom? What’s going on?” Hans asked, confused. He looked at me as if I had the answers, but I was just as stunned by his outburst.

“That baby is not my grandson! Hans, listen to me. You are not the father! Barbara is clearly cheating on you! Look at him! His nose is completely different and his skin tone is not like our family’s!” Georgina said.

“What does it say?” I asked, offended.

“Mother! That’s absurd! You have no reason to make such an accusation. Barbara has never deceived me, and I know that this baby is my son!” said Hans.

But his mother was red in the face and her anger was about to get worse. She started to insult me, but my husband interrupted her and asked her to apologize again. That’s when my father-in-law got involved. He shut up and let his husband speak.

“Hans, listen to your mother. She has a certain intuition for these things,” Manuel suggested calmly. I just shook my head at the man. He and I had never had any problems, mostly because he was quiet. But I knew for a fact that he was his wife’s enabler. I wasn’t sure if he really believed I cheated on my husband or if he was just playing along.

“Dad! How can you say that? In our house? Right in front of my wife?” Hans questioned, and I recognized the pain in his voice. I wanted this moment to be special, but it had been ruined with these accusations.

Manuel threw up his hands. “Here’s a simple solution. You can take a DNA test and we’ll see the truth,” he continued, shaking his head as if it were the simplest option in the world. He still couldn’t believe it, but his tongue was tied.

“YOU WILL TAKE THAT TEST IMMEDIATELY!” her mother burst out after being quiet for only a few minutes, and I cringed at that.

“That’s it. Get out of my house. If you don’t want to meet your grandson, that’s fine with me,” I told them and took my son to the room.

I heard some more screaming, but my husband eventually forced them to leave. When the baby fell asleep, I went into the living room and we talked for a while. We agreed that we would have minimal contact with them until they apologized.

Unfortunately, my mother-in-law convinced her side of the family that I had cheated on my husband and that the baby was not Hans’s. We received messages from everyone. Some demanded that we take a DNA test and others insulted me. People I had never even met insulted me.

I finally broke down. I couldn’t take it anymore. I also saw the pain in my husband’s eyes every time he heard a notification on my phone. “Let’s do it. Let’s get the DNA test and shut everyone up once and for all,” I told him, and so we did.

As expected, Hans was obviously the father, but we had to invite the in-laws to our house once again to give them the results.

“This can be manipulated. What did you do?” Georgina scoffed after handing the results to her husband.

“I didn’t do anything. Hans took the baby just to get tested. I wasn’t there at all,” I sighed.

“Mom, there’s the proof you wanted. I’m the father. Now, would you please stop this and just enjoy your first grandchild?” my husband pleaded, and though he tried to hide it, I knew how much she had suffered. I hated her for it, but I would be polite for her sake.

“Good,” he said, but he kept his arms crossed, not looking at his grandson, who was in the living room crib we had bought. Hans’s head drooped and I patted him on the back.

But Manuel finally spoke after examining the results in silence for a while. “Wait a minute, Hans’ blood is B+? How come I never knew this?” he asked, looking at both his son and his wife.

Hans shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“Maybe you forgot or you saw a medical result that added that information,” Hans suggested to his father, but Manuel now focused entirely on his wife.

My mother-in-law was silent once more, but her disdain was gone. She was nervous. She hid it well, but it was still noticeable.

“Georgina, why is our son a B+?” he asked slowly. Hans and I looked at each other in confusion.

“What’s going on now? What does my blood type matter?” he asked his parents, who refused to acknowledge him.

Finally, Manuel said something; his eyes never left his wife’s face. “Because both your mother and I are 0+. Logically, you can’t be B+, but here,” he slapped the DNA results with one hand, “it says you are. So, I ask your mother. Georgina, what does this mean?”

My jaw dropped so wide I thought I might have pulled a muscle. I never imagined this scenario in a million years. My eyes darted to Georgina, who was staring at her husband silently and wetting her lips nervously. She was also wringing her hands. Finally, she broke eye contact with him, closed her eyes, and confessed.

Hans was not Manuel’s biological son. She had cheated on him during her marriage to a family friend. And finally, the truth came out.

“That’s why you accused me, right? You were projecting. You thought I was just like you,” I said, arching an eyebrow at her. I felt my husband’s hand on my arm. My comment was a little harsh and added insult to injury. But I was so angry that I couldn’t control myself.

Georgina began to sob, adopting her usual histrionics, until Manuel stood up and left. She followed him, and we left them alone. They had a lot of problems to deal with, and who would want to get involved?

“Are you okay?” I asked my husband, hugging him from behind.

“I guess. Well, I don’t know how Dad and I will deal with this, but at least we won’t have to worry about our questions about our son,” he replied, calmer than I expected.

“Still, it’s a lot to take in.”

“Yeah, but whatever. We’ll be okay, and you and our baby are all I care about right now,” Hans added, turning around and wrapping his arms around me. I rested my head on his chest and took it all in.

If you’re wondering about my in-laws? Well, they got divorced and the rest of the family found out why. It was a colossal mess. To make matters worse, Georgina started dating her partner, Hans’ biological father, and tried to introduce him to us. Apparently, they had kept in touch for years and he knew he was Hans’ father. Crazy, right?

But my husband shut that down immediately. We decided to cut off contact with her for good afterwards. Manuel was her father. Everything was fine with us. For now at least. You never know what can happen in a family.

What can we learn from this story?

• Don’t make accusations if you don’t have evidence to back them up: Georgina accused Barbara of cheating on her husband, but the tables turned on her when she had a DNA test done. She had been projecting her own insecurities onto her daughter-in-law and their marriage was destroyed forever.
• Family can be complicated, and you need to know how to reduce or cut off contact if necessary: ​​It’s not easy to stop talking to a family member, but your mental and emotional health is more important. Barbara and Hans did the right thing by cutting their mother out of their lives.

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