Boss Sees Scar on His Cleaning Lady and Tearfully Throws Himself into Her Arms
Monday mornings were always about business for Caleb. As he worked, his eyes caught sight of Michelle, the new cleaning lady. The resemblance to his late mother was striking. When a coffee spilled, Michelle’s sleeve rolled up, revealing a scar on her arm that mirrored one his mother had. His curiosity piqued, he asked Michelle about it, and she revealed that she had no memory before being found in a river years ago. Feeling an undeniable pull, Caleb suggested a DNA test. The results confirmed the unthinkable—Michelle was his mother, Jennifer, alive and lost for years.
Caleb confronted his father, who seemed to know something was amiss. Michelle pretended to be a salesperson, but it was clear from his reaction that Caleb’s father recognised her. Later that night, Caleb’s father attempted to break into the shelter where Michelle stayed, but police intervened before any harm was done. His father’s confession revealed a chilling truth—he had tried to kill Caleb’s mother to avoid a divorce years ago. Now, freed from his father’s grip, Caleb and Jennifer could start anew.
Millionaire Demolishes Old Man’s House, Unexpectedly Sees His Childhood Photo among Ruins
Travis, a real estate mogul, demolished an old man’s house to make way for a mall. When he discovered a childhood photo of himself with his mother among the ruins, he learned the shocking truth from Mr. Brooke. His mother had been abandoned by his father and taken in by Mr. Brooke, who had helped her build a successful life. Realizing the man had been like a father to him, Travis built a new house on Mr. Brooke’s land, vowing to change his ways.
Girl’s Entire Life Turns Upside down When She Discovers Who Her Real Mother Is
I walked into the kitchen to ask my mom, Sarah, for permission to go to Stacy’s party. I was nearly 16, a good student, and figured I deserved it.
“Can I go to Stacy’s party tonight?” I asked.
“No,” Mom replied without looking up.
I turned to Dad, hoping for support, but he sighed and said, “If your mother said no, it’s no.”
Frustrated, I snapped, “If Meredith were here, she’d let me go!” Meredith, my older sister, always had my back.
“Well, she’s not here,” Mom said, and the answer stayed no.
I stormed out and snuck out through the garage later that night. In the garage, I tripped over a box and found a photo of Meredith, pregnant, when she was younger. Confused, I pocketed it and went to the party. The police raided it, and I ended up at the station. Meredith picked me up, and on the drive home, I showed her the photo and asked, “When were you pregnant?”
Meredith sighed and said, “We should talk to Mom and Dad.” At home, Dad quietly said, “Meredith is your real mom.” My world turned upside down.
Mom explained, “We wanted Meredith to have a normal life, free of judgment.” Hurt and confused, I ran to the river behind our house, and Meredith followed. She explained how she’d always been my real mother, but had raised me as her sister to protect me.
We sat together, starting to process the truth.
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