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My Wife's Family Tried to Set Me Up… But I Recorded Everything | TRUE STORY
A chilling silence. A setup I never saw coming.
My name is Mark Ashworth — successful businessman, husband, and father. But nothing could have prepared me for what I walked into that Friday afternoon. A “family meeting” that would unravel everything I thought I knew about the woman I married and the family she came from.
In this gripping true story, discover how betrayal, manipulation, and one twisted plan to create a “biological grandchild” nearly destroyed a family — and how one man took control of his life again.
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A foroding silence hung in the air as I
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walked through the front door of my
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house. A stillness that felt profoundly
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wrong for a Friday afternoon. It was
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only 5:00 p.m., but it felt as if I'd
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walked into a forgotten house, not my
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home. Usually at this time, I'd be at
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Ashworth Autos, my shop, bracing for the
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weekend rush. My name is Mark Ashworth,
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and at 38, I've built a life most would
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envy. I started fixing cars at 16,
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opened my own shop at 20, and
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specialized in high-end European
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vehicles, filling a niche left by an
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overpriced subpar competitor.
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It was a gamble that paid off. My
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business grew, my reputation soared, and
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now with four locations and an estimated
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worth of over $8 million, I had
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everything I had ever worked for. I came
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home early today because my wife Hannah
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had said she needed to talk. She had
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something important on her mind and
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insisted I be there.
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Hannah, 35, and I have been married for
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14 years. We met when her dad, John, a
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solid guy and an accountant, hired me to
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find her a car for her 20th birthday. We
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hit it off immediately, married a year
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later, and had two boys, James, 12, and
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Martin, 10. Our life seemed perfect, but
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there were cracks in the foundation,
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mostly from Hannah's family. Her mother,
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Stephanie, had a venomous dislike for
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me, calling me a fat monkey and
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believing Hannah could do better. Her
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sister Susan and her self-important
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lawyer husband Barkley were a constant
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source of friction. Years ago, Susan had
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a medical issue that left her unable to
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have children, making my boys the only
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grandchildren in the family. This was a
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source of endless tension with
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Stephanie's obsession with a biological
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grandchild poisoning every family
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gathering. My gut feeling from earlier
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solidified when I saw the cars parked
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outside my house, which sits on a
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sprawling 1.5 hectare plot given to me
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by my grandfather, John and Stephanie's
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car, Susan and Barklays, and a few
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others I didn't recognize. It was a
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full-blown family meeting, and I was the
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last to know.
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I decided against a grand entrance. I
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parked the car and slipped in through
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the garage, a small act of rebellion
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that allowed me to listen from the
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utility room. I could only hear muffled
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voices, but the tension was thick enough
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to cut with a knife. As a habit I
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learned from John, I always carried a
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voice recorder. I turned it on, slipped
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it into my pocket, and took a deep
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breath. I opened the door and stepped
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into the kitchen where eight people were
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huddled in a tight circle.
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Hannah, John, and Stephanie were on the
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sofa. Susan, and Barkley on the love
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seat, and her brother, Alex, and two
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aunts sat in chairs.
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An empty chair from my office was
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waiting for me, strategically placed to
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isolate me. It was a setup, a planned
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ambush. "Come in, Mark, and sit down,"
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Hannah said, her voice strained. We're
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just talking about a few things and want
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to hear your thoughts. Instead of
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playing along, I grabbed a bar stool and
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turned it around, putting some distance
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between myself and them. From my higher
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perch, I forced them to look up at me. I
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stayed silent, my eyes locked on
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Hannah's. She blushed, squirming under
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my intense stare.
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Jon and Alex avoided my gaze. Stephanie
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wore a smug look, and Barkley had a
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self-satisfied grin. Susan, however, had
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a smile on her face I hadn't seen in a
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long time. It was the smile of someone
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with a secret. A secret she was about to
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get. The silence stretched on, thick and
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suffocating. I wasn't going to make it
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easy for them. It was Stephanie who
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broke first, her smirk unwavering.
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"We figured it out, Mark. We've got a
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plan for Susan's problem," she announced
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as if she were revealing a brilliant
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solution to a crossword puzzle. My eyes
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never left Hannah.
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Mark, you know Susan can't have kids and
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we've talked about surrogacy," she said,
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her voice shaking. "Mom wants the eggs
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to come from the family. So, we've
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decided that I'll be the surrogate." The
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words hit me like a physical blow. The
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anger that had been simmering for weeks
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boiled over. "So, you've been talking
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about this for weeks, and I'm just
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supposed to accept this?" My voice was
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like a whip cracking through the
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silence.
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You think this doesn't affect me or the
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kids? You've been having these
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discussions and you didn't think it was
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important to clue me in. Stephanie, ever
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the medddler chimed in. This is for the
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family, Mark. You just need to be the
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good husband and hold her hand. Smile
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for the camera. I turned my full
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attention to her, my voice low and
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venomous.
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No, Stephanie. This is my problem. This
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affects me and the boys.
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You think they won't notice? You think
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they won't be confused when their
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mother's not there? Poked and prodded
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with hormones that are going to screw
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her up. And it's going to screw me up,
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too. I swept my gaze across the room,
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landing on Barkley's stupid grin and
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Susan's uncomfortable shift. "What the
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hell is going on here?" I muttered. Then
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Stephanie dropped the bomb. "There's no
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IVF," she said, her smile broadening. My
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grandson's going to be conceived in
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love, not in a test tube. It all clicked
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into place. This wasn't a medical
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decision. It was a setup, a trap, and I
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was the last to know. My blood boiled.
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"Are you out of your mind?" I barked.
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"You think you can just pull this off
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like I won't notice? Explain now,
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Hannah." She flinched, the fear in her
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eyes clear. "Two months ago, I stopped
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taking the pill," she whispered. My
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period came 3 weeks ago and it's going
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to come again soon. I'm fertile in a
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couple of weeks and Barkley's going to
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move in with me. We'll make a baby and
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then Susan and Barkley can adopt it.
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It'll be biologically theirs. I was
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standing right in front of her, my fists
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clenched, barely containing my rage.
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Alex put a hand on my shoulder. Mark,
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calm down. Please don't do something
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stupid. I shook him off. Stupid? You
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have no idea what's about to go down. I
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turned to the others. Get out now. No,
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Mark. We need to decide, Stephanie
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began, but I cut her off. You don't get
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to decide anything here. I decide. And
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right now, I'm telling you all to get
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the hell out of my house.
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John was already on his feet pulling his
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wife. John, if your wife isn't out of
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this house in 10 seconds, I'll kick her.
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Stephanie froze. Hannah, don't you need
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Alex to stay for protection?" she asked,
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her voice trembling. I laughed, a harsh,
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bitter sound. Protection? You think I'm
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going to hurt my wife? You think that's
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what this is about? No. If you think
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this is going to end well for my
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marriage, you don't know a damn thing
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about me. Hannah's face was pale, her
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fear obvious.
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"Mom, please go," she said. "Everyone
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just leave. Mark and I need to talk."
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who once they were gone, I went straight
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to my office, locked the door, and
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downloaded the audio recording. I had a
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system at work that recorded all phone
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calls, texts, and messages. And Hannah's
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phone was no different. I wasted no time
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pulling up the voice calls and a
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WhatsApp group named Baby. The group
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included Hannah, Susan, Barkley, and
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Stephanie. I scrolled through the
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messages, my blood running cold. It had
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all started 3 months ago, right after
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surrogacy was first brought up. Hannah's
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offer to be a surrogate quickly
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escalated to her offering to carry the
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child herself with Stephanie insisting
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the child be conceived in love, not a
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test tube. I spent an hour gathering my
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thoughts and then called my lawyer
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asking for a referral to a divorce
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specialist.
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I found Hannah in the kitchen swirling a
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glass of wine, her fire still burning. I
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leaned against the doorframe, my arms
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crossed.
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You really thought I'd just swallow
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this, huh? Her face twisted in anger.
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What do you mean nonsense? We agreed,
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Mark. You're acting like a spoiled brat.
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I laughed bitterly. You're going to sit
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there and pretend you're not about to
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screw me over? You want to commit
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infidelity all while wrapping it up in
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this shiny package of helping your
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sister? You're out of your damn mind. I
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glared at her, my voice dripping with
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sarcasm. And don't forget, this is my
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house. If you keep pushing this, it's
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not just a fight. It's going to lead
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straight to our divorce. The word
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divorce hit her hard, but she quickly
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recovered.
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If you divorce me, Mark, you'll be the
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one left with nothing. You'll be paying
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child and spousal support, and I'll walk
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away with half your business. Don't
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think you'll come out on top. I laughed
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again. a colder, more menacing sound.
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You're really that dumb?
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Do you think Barklay's advice is going
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to save you? Let me make this clear.
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This house, this land, it was mine
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before we ever got married. We both
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signed a marital contract, and that
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means you have no claim to it. You want
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to get pregnant by someone else? Fine.
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But don't forget, you nearly died from
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blood pressure problems during both our
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pregnancies. That's in your medical
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records. Good luck with that because I'm
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ready to fight you for guardianship if
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this keeps up. I was done with her. So,
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here's the deal. You don't get Barkley
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pregnant while you're still married to
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me. You want to help your sister? We can
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give them the money for IVF. Half with
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your parents if we have to. But I'll be
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clear. I've already spoken to a lawyer
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and I'm getting a divorce lawyer on
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standby. You do this and it's over. She
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ran out crying, slamming the bedroom
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door. I wasn't going to sleep next to
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her. I went to the office, locked the
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door, and pulled out the sofa bed. I
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woke up at 3:30 a.m. to the sound of her
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frantic knocking. When I opened the
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door, she was wrapped in a robe, trying
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to play the part of the concerned wife.
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"I was waiting for you in bed," she
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said. "I thought we could talk." I
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looked at her without a hint of
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softness.
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Hannah, over the years you've used sex
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to get your way on small stuff, but this
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isn't about some damn car or a dog.
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You're talking about betrayal. You're
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talking about cheating on me. And no
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amount of fake sympathy is going to fix
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this.
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I closed and locked the door. Saturday
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came and I went to the office early. Our
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marriage was like a cracked mirror.
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Hannah had thrown a brick at it and no
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matter what she did, it would always be
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broken.
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I dragged myself home at 5:00 p.m. to
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find her in a sundress with a perfect
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smile, trying to play the loving wife. I
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barely looked at her. I spent dinner
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putting on a show for the boys, but kept
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every conversation away from her. After
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the boys went to bed, she said, "Mark,
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sit down. We need to talk." I snapped
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back to the table, arms crossed. "What
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now? Can you really ask that with a
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straight face?" She hissed, her fake
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smile gone. You're planning to cheat on
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me with the intention of getting someone
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else pregnant. I said, every word a cut.
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And you think I'm just going to sit here
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and take that? You're breaking this
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thing to pieces and you know it. I stood
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up, my voice a razor sharp whisper.
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I'm not messing around here. You want to
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destroy everything we've built? You want
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to choose them over me, over the kids?
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Then don't be surprised when there's
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nothing left. I couldn't look at her
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anymore. I joined the boys in their room
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and played video games, trying to drown
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out the sound of my life falling apart.
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Weeks went by. Hannah played her role,
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the perfect wife, but every time she
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brought up the baby, I shut her down.
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Then one night, Susan came for dinner.
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Afterward, Hannah asked me to join them.
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Susan launched into a tearful plea,
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playing the guilt card. "My life won't
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be complete without a child," she said.
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Can't you open your heart to me? I
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looked at Hannah, her eyes darting away.
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Susan, there are plenty of ways to get a
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kid. Turning my wife into a cheater
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isn't one of them. I let that sink in.
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And what if Barkley can't do it the
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first time? Are you going to keep this
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going month after month? Hannah's mask
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dropped and the anger came through.
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Mark, I never thought you'd be this
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stupid, she spat. We've given you every
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chance to handle this like a man, but
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you won't.
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Fine. I'm going to Susan and Barkclays
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on Friday. I'll be there for a week. You
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figure your crap out. I didn't blink.
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Don't bother coming back on Friday. When
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you get there, you'll be served with
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divorce papers and your things will be
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packed and waiting in the garage. In the
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last 3 weeks, I'd met with Liam Strong,
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my lawyer, six times. The prenuptual
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agreement had my back, keeping my
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business and trust fund safe. The house
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and land were mine before we married.
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The WhatsApp messages and the recording
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from that meeting gave me more than
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enough ammo to prove that Hannah was
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acting unreasonably. The marriage was
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over.
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As I walked away, I felt a strange sense
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of relief. The final cold reality of the
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situation settling in. I knew what I had
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to do. And for the first time in months,
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I was no longer an opponent in her game.
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I was a man in control of his own