— So you’re going to support your sister while living off me? And you’ll demand reports on every single thing I buy? Haven’t you gotten a bit too bold, my dear? You won’t see another kopeck of my money!

“— And what is this supposed to be?” Alexey’s voice—steady and cold, like a scalpel—cut through the cozy evening quiet. Larisa, absorbed in her reading, didn’t look up right away. He stood in the living room doorway, arms folded across his chest, his gaze fixed on a small paper bag with a bookstore logo lying […]

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— Oh sure, right, I’m just going to drop everything and go do your mother’s renovation! What am I to her, a free construction crew? Let her hire people for that! She’s got the money anyway!

— “Al, I’m coming from Mom’s. She’s decided to start a renovation,” Igor tossed his keys onto the hall table and walked into the kitchen, where Alla, bent over a large sheet of drawing paper, was meticulously sketching with a fine mechanical pencil. The air smelled of freshly brewed coffee and graphite. “She wants everything […]

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Her husband’s parents secretly kept asking their daughter-in-law for money—three months later she gave them an unexpected surprise

Julia straightened the tablecloth and moved a plate two centimeters to the right. For the eighth time in the last ten minutes. The perfect dinner just wasn’t happening. She heard the front door slam. “Pasha, is that you?” she called from the kitchen. “No, it’s the robbers!” her husband smirked, walking into the kitchen. “What’s […]

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“Separate budgets? Perfect. That means my money stays with me, just like you wanted,” she said with a slight smile.

Karina lingered by the mirror, straightening the collar of her blazer. The latest project had brought her not only a solid fee, but new clients as well. The design studio was thriving, and her name had already become a recognizable brand in professional circles. Her phone buzzed again—another request to redesign a major company’s office. […]

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Overhearing my husband’s sister plotting to deprive me of our apartment — I gave her an unexpected surprise

Marina shoved the dirty plates into the dishwasher and set it to express wash. The Friday dinner had gone well; Igor was wolfing down her signature mushroom pie. Even Nastya—who always wrinkled her nose at anything cooked by “that upstart,” as she called Marina behind her back—ate two slices. “I’m jumping in the shower,” Igor […]

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— And you’re still stuck working as a secretary—didn’t have the brains for anything bigger,” my ex smirked, not knowing that I’m now the wife of his boss.

Anna Sergeevna always arrived at work fifteen minutes early. Not out of zeal or a desire to impress—simply because it felt right. While other employees were hastily finishing their coffees in the hallway, she was already sorting the mail, preparing documents for signature, and checking the director’s meeting schedule. Her workstation—a small desk outside the […]

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— “Be grateful that after thirty years of marriage I’m coming home and not docking in someone else’s harbor,” the husband declared.

“Be grateful that after thirty years of marriage I’m coming back home and not docking in some foreign port,” the husband said. “And what if I had cheated on you too?” Marina asked. “For a woman, cheating is abnormal; for a man, it’s natural. Besides, who needs you at fifty-something?” Marina had long suspected that […]

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— I don’t understand you at all! — Albina’s voice trembled, but anger and hurt burned in her eyes. — Pasha and I paid for this apartment ourselves

When Vera Nikolaevna received a message that her third cousin Tatyana, who lived somewhere deep in the Urals, was asking to stay with her in Moscow with the kids for a couple of weeks, her first reaction was to refuse. What could they possibly have in common? The last time they’d seen each other was […]

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