The dishwoman became the caretaker for the ailing moneybags. But after seeing on the cameras how a mother of many was hauling kitchen scraps home, the rich man summoned her over.

Olga was ironing the children’s clothes, occasionally brushing away the tears that welled up. The tears were utterly pointless—after all, there was less than an hour left until the morning performance for Sema and Volodya, and there were still so many tasks to complete. Why had she set the ironing board by the shelf with […]

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Where are you dawdling, you bitch? We’ve been standing outside your door for an hour,» shouted Aunt Zina.

Suddenly, an incoming phone call shattered the morning silence, disturbing the tranquility of the bedroom. Marina, with great effort, forced herself to open her sleep-clumped eyes and reached for the bedside table. The screen displayed the name “Aunt Zina.” Her heart involuntarily tightened – their last conversation had taken place over a year ago during […]

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The husband left his ex-wife a mansion in a remote village as part of his inheritance. She went to check it out—and there…

Vera looked at Alexey in bewilderment, unable to believe her ears. — Lyosha, don’t you understand that you’re making a huge mistake? Alexey waved his hand dismissively, showing his impatience. — Let’s skip the extra drama. I’m simply tired of your constant discontent. It’s the same thing every day. Milana is completely different. She’s like […]

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Thank your parents for buying us an apartment! But we’ll give it to my sister, and we have to save up for our own! — her husband declared in a solemn tone.

Varya nervously tapped her fingers on her cup of chamomile tea. She hadn’t expected such a turn of events. Just a week ago everything had seemed so bright—her parents had finally fulfilled their daughter’s dream by gifting her and her husband their own home. A two-room apartment in a new building, with a spacious kitchen […]

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— What are you doing?!» the husband froze. — «I’m leaving, Sergey,» his wife replied in a colorless tone. «Nina Ivanovna won’t let us live. I can’t take it anymore.»

— It’s just a bunch of trash!» — Nina Ivanovna threw the spoon onto the table. Her daughter-in-law, Nastya, blushed and ran out from behind the table. «— And under what fence did you find this silly girl?!» — Nina Ivanovna looked at her son, Sergey. «— She’s not silly, she’s my wife,» Sergey calmly […]

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