Mystery story 12/03/2025 23:53

My MIL Gave Us Her Old House, but Then She Came to Me With a Shocking Demand — Story of the Day

When my mother-in-law gave us her old house, I thought she was finally showing kindness. My husband and I spent months turning it into a home, putting in all our savings and hard work. But just when we were ready to enjoy it, she came to me with a demand that left me speechless.

I had always thought that mothers loved their sons more than their daughters. It was something I had heard people say countless times.

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney

But as it turned out, that wasn’t true. I grew up with a sister, and our parents never treated us differently.

We were equals in every way. That was why, when I met John’s mother, I was completely unprepared for what I saw.

But let me explain.

John and I had been married for a while and were saving for our own home.

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney

Because of this, we were living with my parents. It wasn’t ideal. Their house was small, and space was tight.

But I reminded myself every day that it was only temporary. We had hoped to stay with John’s mother, Constance, instead.

Her house was much bigger. But the moment we asked, she shut us down.

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For illustration purposes only. | Source: Pexels

"Lisa and Anthony are already living with me!" Constance snapped. Her lips pressed into a thin line. "I don’t want my son living here too. You’re a man! You should be providing for your family!"

John straightened his shoulders. "Mom, it’s only temporary. Just until we save enough for a house." His voice was calm, but I could hear the strain in it.

Constance shook her head. "No. And that’s final. When I married your father, we didn’t run to his parents. We found our own way. Rent an apartment."

I took a breath. "The problem isn’t that we can’t rent. We want to save that money for our own house instead of wasting it."

Constance folded her arms. "John is a man. He should figure it out. That’s his responsibility."

For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney

For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney

For some reason, she didn’t seem to care that Anthony, Lisa’s husband, wasn’t "figuring it out."

He wasn’t saving, wasn’t planning, wasn’t trying. Yet, he and Lisa had a roof over their heads, rent-free.

Constance welcomed them without question. They relied on her for everything, and she let them.

For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney

For illustration purposes only. | Source: Midjourney

John and I had no choice but to accept her decision. We focused on our goal. We lived modestly, cutting back on everything we could.

Every dollar mattered. Slowly, our savings grew. We were getting close. Then, one evening, my phone rang.

I glanced at the screen and saw Constance’s name. That was unusual. She never called me.

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