For the past three months, every Saturday, my husband would pick up our kids and take them “to grandma’s.” I didn’t mind. But there was something very strange about this story. My husband never invited me to come along, he only said:
— I want to spend time alone with the kids. You rest and relax while we’re not home.
I was okay with that. During this time, I could peacefully take care of myself.
But one day, I found out the truth. They were already getting ready to leave when my daughter came back for her jacket. I shouted to her from the hallway, laughing:
— Say hi to grandma for me!
My daughter was in shock. She looked at me strangely.
— Mom… what are you talking about? — she whispered, — “Grandma” is a code word…
I didn’t understand anything.
— What code word?
— Dad said we’re not allowed to talk about it… — said my daughter, running outside.
Code word? What is my husband hiding? And why are our kids involved in this?
I immediately canceled my plans, grabbed my keys, and followed them. After seeing where my husband took the kids, I was horrified…
It soon became clear: they weren’t going to grandma’s. The car turned toward a large city park. I stopped at a distance and watched as they got out and walked toward a bench where an unfamiliar woman was already standing with a teenage boy — around 14-15 years old.
And then I saw my husband walk up to the boy… and kiss him on the forehead. Our kids immediately started playing with him, as if they had known him for a long time.
I could no longer stand on the sidelines.
I walked up to them. My husband noticed me first — and immediately understood everything from my face.
— I’m sorry… I wanted to tell you the truth.
It turned out that before meeting me, he had been in a serious relationship. The woman he was with left without telling him she was pregnant.
She recently contacted him and told him that he had a son. At first, he didn’t believe it, but then he did a DNA test — and everything was confirmed.
— I didn’t know how to tell you… — he said softly. — And I also wanted our kids to meet their brother.
I needed time. But now, after months, I understand — this is part of our new life. We will manage.
