I married Mike although my mother told me not to.

True story: "I married Mike, although my mother told me not to. After two years, someone rang the doorbell ..."

They met at school. She was a teacher and he was the father of one of his students. After several insistences, he decided to give it a try ...

From the first moment, when she saw him, the woman's mother told her that she would suffer a lot because of this man and advised her not to see him again. In addition, he had learned that the man had been married three times and that his last wife had run away from home. Since then, he has vowed to take revenge, not to forgive any woman.

"Two months later, I changed my family name to Brown , being Mike fourth wife. I became Chris’s stepmother, his twelve-year-old child and my student. I had about two wonderful years, in which I thought I was touching the sky with my hand, that I was close to the clouds. I didn't think there was a happier woman in the world. Mike was very attentive, preventive, loving, he always gave me surprises, gifts. We loved each other madly, we never got tired of each other. We couldn't wait to get home to make love. Our love has not been overshadowed at all in these two years. Even my mother seemed to have calmed down, she had accepted the idea that I had married Mike, that she could no longer separate me from him. Although, sometimes, he would come to our house and sting me. I was saying that two years of happiness passed when something happened that I will never forget. I know it was a rainy day, but for me it was sunny because I found out I was going to have a baby. I was in the ninth heaven, everyone was mine. I was talking on the phone with Mike when I heard the bell. When I opened the door, in front of me was a woman in her thirties, completely dressed in aurism. She was very funny and I smiled unintentionally.

-Mrs. Brown? she asked, stepping towards me to enter the house. I'm Nathalie Mike’s wife, she said, taking another step and holding out his hand. I remained a mask. Of course, I didn't expect one of Mike's wives to enter my door without even letting me know. (...)

"Here's why I came," she said. You certainly don't know the truth. Mike, as far as I know, didn't say a word to you. Did you ask him where he goes every Saturday afternoon?

God, my mother seemed to be talking! That's when I remembered that she had asked me the same thing.

"You didn't ask him, I see that in your eyes." Well, he's coming to my hospital. He brings me flowers, flowers that I see here, in this house, where I lived with him. I took care of his son for seven years, since his mother, Mike’s second wife, died. and one day, well, this disease came, I could only breathe with machines and I went to the hospital. I restored Mike’s freedom after a year, I divorced, there was no point in tying him by the hands and feet. He had to have his life, to be free. I was hospitalized, not because I needed to be hospitalized, but because I had nowhere to go, I got used to it and then the deputy director is my sister, she gave me a reservation, I feel very good…

One year I lived in tension, everything was black around me, there was no light from every day. It was as if he was getting dark, he was missing more and more from home, as if it was difficult for him to stay with me.