My mother-in-law accuses me of cheating on her son, but the DNA test proved she was the one who lied to him – Story of the day

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

“You’re a whore,” my mother-in-law, Georgia, said, laughing. But my husband, Hans, interrupted her before she could finish her sentence.

“Mom! You’re not going to talk to my wife like that. Apologize right now!” he demanded of his mother after she caused this scene.

Georgia and my stepfather, Manny, had come to see our child for the first time since his birth, at the hospital. They only had a brief glimpse of him in the delivery room, but we asked our entire family to give the three of us time to bond and adjust to this new, beautiful reality.

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A month later, we invited people over. It was finally time for Georgia and Manny to come over, and even though they’d done well in the hospital, I was dreading it. My mother-in-law never liked me much, and she loved to criticize me.

“Wait a minute, Hans’s blood type is B+? How come I never knew that?” he asked, looking at his son and wife.

However, I couldn’t stop them from coming, especially since other people had already posted pictures of my baby on social media. So, Hans invited them, and the evening was supposed to be great.

I knew something was wrong the moment she walked through the door. I tried to be polite and offer to spend some time with Hans Jr., but things quickly turned sour when Georgia turned me down.

She shook her head as she blurted out, “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 askance 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’re not the father! Barbara is clearly cheating on you! Look at him! His nose is completely different, and his complexion isn’t our family’s!” Georgia continued to rant, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

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“Excuse me?” I asked, offended.

“Mom! This is absurd! You have no right to make such an accusation. Barbara has never cheated on me, and I’m 100% sure this baby is mine!” Hans defended me, but his mother was red-faced, and things were about to get worse.

She started to insult me, but my husband interrupted her, asking her to apologize again. That’s when my father-in-law intervened. She kept quiet and let her husband speak.

“Hans, listen to your mother. She has an intuition for these things,” Manny suggested calmly. I just shook my head. I never had any problems with him, especially since he was naturally calm. But I knew perfectly well that he was in cahoots with his wife. I didn’t know if he truly believed I was unfaithful or if he was just playing along.

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

Manny raised his hands. “There’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. I still couldn’t believe it, but I wasn’t about to stand by and do nothing.

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“No !”

“YOU WILL TAKE THIS TEST IMMEDIATELY!” his mother blurted out after being silent for only a few minutes.

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

I heard shouting, but my husband eventually made them leave. When the baby fell asleep, I went into the living room, and we talked for a while. We agreed that we would have no further contact with them until they apologized.

Unfortunately, my mother-in-law convinced her family that the baby wasn’t Hans’s. We received messages from everyone. Some demanded we take a DNA test, while others (whom I didn’t even know) 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 this. Let’s get the DNA test and shut them up once and for all,” I told him. We did it.

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Unsurprisingly, Hans was obviously the father, but we had to invite the in-laws over once more to show them the results.

“It might be tampered with. What did you do?” Georgia told me after giving the results to her husband.

“I didn’t do anything. Hans took the baby alone to do the test. I wasn’t there,” I sighed.

“Mom, this is the test you wanted. I’m the father. Now can you stop this and enjoy your first grandchild?” My husband begged me, and even though he tried to hide it, I knew how much he’d suffered. I really hated it, but I wanted to remain civil for his sake.

“Very well,” she said, but kept her arms crossed, not looking at her grandson who was lying in the crib we had bought.

But Manny finally spoke after reading the results. “Wait a minute, Hans’s blood type is B+? How come I never knew that?” he asked, looking at both his son and his wife.

Hans shrugged. “I don’t know.”

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“Maybe you forgot or saw a medical result that added that information,” I suggested, but Manny was completely focused on his wife.

My stepmother was silent again, but her smirk was gone. She was troubled. It was subtle. But I could tell.

“Georgia, why does our son have a B+?” he asked her. Hans and I looked at each other in confusion.

“What happens now? What does my blood type matter?” he asked his parents, who refused to answer.

Finally, Manny said, staring at his wife, “Because your mom and I are both O+. Logically, you can’t be B+, but here,” he said, typing the DNA test results with one hand, “these results say you are. So, I’m asking your mom. Georgia, what does that mean?”

My jaw dropped so low I thought I might have pulled a muscle. I’d never imagined this scenario. I looked at Georgia, who, in turn, was staring at her husband, nervously moistening her lips. She was also wringing her hands. Finally, she closed her eyes and confessed.

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Hans wasn’t Manny’s biological son. She had cheated on him during their marriage with a family friend. And finally, everything was explained.

“That’s why you accused me, isn’t it? You were projecting. You thought I was as low as you,” I said, frowning. I felt my husband’s hand on my arm. My words were a little harsh and added salt to the wound. But I was so angry that I couldn’t control myself.

Georgia started crying and acting up until Manny got 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, kissing him from behind.

“I think so. I don’t know how Dad and I will handle this, but at least we won’t have to worry about questions about our son anymore,” he replied. He was calmer than I expected.

“Still, it’s a lot to take in.”

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“Yes, but it doesn’t matter. We’ll be fine. With our baby, you’re all that matters now,” Hans added, turning around and putting his arms around me. I rested my head on his chest as I processed the situation.

You’re wondering about my in-laws? Well, they divorced, and the rest of the family found out why they broke up. It was a colossal disaster. To make matters worse, Georgia started dating Hans’s biological father. She even wanted to introduce us to him. They’d apparently stayed in touch for years, and he knew he was Hans’s father. Crazy, right?

But my husband ended it immediately. We decided to cut off contact with her for good. Manny was her father, and no one else! Even though he had put up with his hysterical wife for a long time, he was done with her and apologized to us for suggesting the DNA test in the first place. Everything was fine for 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 unless you have proof to back them up . Georgia accused Barbara of cheating, but things backfired when they did a DNA test. She had projected her own insecurities onto her stepdaughter, and her marriage was destroyed forever.
  • Extended family can be tricky, and you need to know how to reduce or cut off contact . It’s not easy to stop talking to a family member, but your mental and emotional health is more important. Barbara and Hans made the right choice by excluding her mother from their lives.

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