{"id":75690,"date":"2024-05-06T11:28:02","date_gmt":"2024-05-06T04:28:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/inovatestory.com\/?p=75690"},"modified":"2024-05-06T11:28:02","modified_gmt":"2024-05-06T04:28:02","slug":"husband-constantly-mocks-unemployed-wife-for-doing-nothing-finds-a-note-after-ambulance-takes-her-away-story-of-the-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inovatestory.com\/husband-constantly-mocks-unemployed-wife-for-doing-nothing-finds-a-note-after-ambulance-takes-her-away-story-of-the-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Husband Constantly Mocks Unemployed Wife for Doing Nothing, Finds a Note after Ambulance Takes Her Away \u2014 Story of the Day"},"content":{"rendered":"

Husband Constantly Mocks Unemployed Wife for Doing Nothing, Finds a Note after Ambulance Takes Her Away \u2014 Story of the Day\n

A man ridicules his unemployed wife, only to come home one day to find her gone. In her search, he discovers a note revealing she intends to divorce him. Can he stop her from doing so and save their marriage?It was a bright, cold October morning, and Harry was excited about his gaming app presentation, a project he had poured himself into for the past six months.As the clock struck eight, Harry entered the dining room, preoccupied with his phone, barely acknowledging his wife, Sara, and their sons, Cody and Sonny.\u201dMorning, honey,\u201d greeted Sara.\u201dGood morning, Daddy,\u201d the boys chimed in unison.Ignoring them, Harry grabbed a toast and rushed back to his room.\u201dSara, where\u2019s my white shirt?\u201d Harry\u2019s voice boomed from the room.\n

\u201cIt\u2019s in the wash with the other whites,\u201d Sara replied.Harry stormed into the dining room. \u201cThat\u2019s my lucky shirt! I needed it for today!\u201d\u201dI didn\u2019t have enough whites for a full load until now. You have other white shirts!!\u201d\u201dThis is a big day for me, and you\u2019re making excuses?\u201d Harry retorted.\u201dYou\u2019re overreacting, Harry. Your presentation is what matters. It\u2019s just a shirt. So stop barking, alright?\u201d\u201dOh really? I\u2019m barking? You wanna do this now?\u201d\u201dDo what, Harry? You\u2019re making a scene for a stupid little thing. And nobody would be interested in what color shirt you\u2019re wearing when all eyes would be fixed on your goddamn presentation.\u201d\u201dA goddamn presentation? Come again\u2026Did you just say that? Do you have any idea how I\u2019ve been busting my butt off day and night for that project?\u201d\u201dWatch your words. The kids\u2026.\u201d\u201dYou sit at home all day doing nothing,\u201d Harry blurted out.\n

\u201cIs it too hard to remember one simple thing? All you do is Blah Blah Blah and NOTHING at home.\u201d\n

\u201dHarry, stop this. The kids are watching. You\u2019re scaring them.\u201d\n

\u201dOh really? And nobody watches you when you\u2019re on the goddamn phone gossiping all the time with your friends. Nobody watches that, huh, Sara? You can never be a good wife if you can\u2019t do even a simple thing for me!\u201d\n

Harry dressed up in a random suit and stormed out of the house, grabbing his briefcase.After a successful presentation and bagging the promotion, Harry anticipated an apology call from Sara \u2013 something she always did after their fights. But this time, there were no calls.Thinking he would win her apology anyway, he returned home with white roses but found the apartment empty. A note from Sara on the table read, \u201cI want a divorce.\u201dConfused and worried, Harry called Sara\u2019s sister, Zara, who informed him that Sara was in the hospital. Harry rushed to the hospital, only to face an angry Zara. \u201cYou told her she was not \u2018wife\u2019 enough for you?\u201d\n

\u201dLook, we\u2019ll talk about this later, alright?\u201dHarry rushed to meet the doctor. \u201cDoctor, is my wife alright? Can I see her?\u201d\u201dIt was a mild attack. She\u2019s out of danger. But she needs to take care of her health now. Go ahead and only ten minutes coz she needs to rest.\u201dHarry shakily walked into the ward, trying to force a smile as he approached Sara.\u201dHoney, I\u2019m sorry. Please, let me explain. I\u2014\u201d\u201dI don\u2019t wanna hear anything. I\u2019m done. Divorce is the only thing I want.\u201d\u201dWha-What? Why\u2026You\u2019re taking it too far, alright?\u201d\u201dI had ambitions, plans\u2026 I chose you over every opportunity, and it ruined my life,\u201d she said. \u201cIt\u2019s too late for your sorry, Harry.\u201d\n

\u201dHoney, please. We can work this together,\u201d he pleaded.\u201dNo, I can\u2019t do this anymore. I can\u2019t be fake to myself. To you. And to the kids. I\u2019m 32, but I feel like a crone. I just hate you, Harry. You\u2019re so disgusting.\u201d\u201dWhat about the kids, Sara?\u201d\u201dI\u2019m in a tough spot to provide for them\u2026So they\u2019re staying with you.\u201dHarry spoke no more and stormed out of the hospital to pick up his kids from Zara\u2019s house.At home, he ordered pizza and ice cream for dinner. After tucking the kids into bed, he called his friend Alex, who suggested that Sara might have just cracked up and would be home soon.The next morning, Harry\u2019s kids awoke him, and as soon as he looked at his watch, he knew he was late! In the morning chaos, Harry burnt the French toast and his shirt while juggling the kids\u2019 school preparations.\u201dOh, no, the toast,\u201d he exclaimed, rushing to salvage the breakfast.\u201dDaddy\u2026Daddy, what\u2019s happening?\u201d the kids asked amidst the chaos.\u201dIt\u2019s just the smoke alarm. Don\u2019t worry,\u201d Harry reassured them, but things only got worse.\n

He had an important meeting, and he was getting late. \u201cI\u2019ll quickly get ready, and let\u2019s grab something nice to eat on the way to school, yeah?\u201dHe dropped the kids off at school and arrived late at the meeting. \u201cSorry! Traffic, you know\u2026.\u201dWhen he returned home in the evening, Harry found signs of Sara\u2019s absence more evident. Her belongings were gone. \u201cDid she leave me for real?\u201d he wondered, overwhelmed.\u201dDaddy, what happened to Mommy\u2019s pictures and her things?\u201d the boys asked.Harry, clueless, called Zara.\u201dIs this some kind of a joke, Zara? Your sister came here. Took all her things. And left me? With the kids?\u201dZara coldly informed him, \u201cShe\u2019d told you, hadn\u2019t she, Harry? You took my sister for granted.\u201d And then the line went blank.Five months went by without Sara. Harry struggled to balance work and parenting, and his work performance declined.\n

One day, his boss, Mr. Adams, invited him for a beer. At the pub, Mr. Adams brought up Harry\u2019s recent work issues.\u201dHarry, we\u2019ve noticed you\u2019ve been missing deadlines and coming in late. And we\u2019re a business\u2026If you know what I mean,\u201d Mr. Adams said.Harry, trying to lighten the mood, joked, \u201cSo, you plan to let your best game developer go?\u201dMr. Adams was also Harry\u2019s friend, and Harry could\u2019ve never prepared himself for what happened next.\u201dI\u2019m afraid, yes,\u201d Mr. Adams replied seriously. \u201cIt\u2019s out of my hands. I\u2019ll give you good recommendations.\u201d\u201dWhat? Please, don\u2019t do this! I need this job for my kids.\u201dMr. Adams remained silent, leading Harry to storm out in frustration. As he walked away, his phone rang. It was Sara.\u201dSara?\u201d Harry said, surprised.\u201dHarry, can we meet for a quick chat at five? At the caf\u00e9 where we first\u2026?\u201d Sara asked.At a caf\u00e9, Sara met with Harry to discuss their children. She revealed she had been in therapy and now wanted custody.\n

\u201dCustody?? How dare you? After you left us?\u201d Harry fumed.\u201dHarry, I\u2019m their mother. I have rights,\u201d Sara insisted.\u201dYou abandoned them, and now you want to take them away? They\u2019re used to me now,\u201d Harry argued.Sara was determined. \u201cI deserve to have them back. I\u2019ll see you in court.\u201dDays later, Harry, now adept at managing household chores and balancing a new freelance gig, prepared breakfast for his sons.\u201dDaddy loves you,\u201d he kissed them goodbye and dropped them at school before heading to the custody trial.\u201dMr. Wills, can you please tell us about your attention to your family while you lived together with my client, Miss Sara?\u201d Sara\u2019s lawyer asked Harry.\u201dWell, I did my best to provide for my family. I worked long hours. Overtime sometimes. I kept myself busy because I wanted to make sure they had everything they needed,\u201d Harry said.\u201dThat\u2019s what most responsible family guys do, right?! And what about your wife\u2019s ambitions? Did she want to build her own career?\u201d\u201dBefore we had our kids\u2026Yes, she did want to work. But after that, she stayed home to look after the kids and the household.\u201d\n

\u201dWell, looking after the kids\u2026the family\u2026cooking, cleaning. So basically, your wife has been your cook. Your children\u2019s nanny. Your wellwisher. And did you insult her, saying she did nothing at home?\u201d\n

\u201dI did. Yes, it was an outburst. I was late for office and\u2014\u201d\u201dMr. Wills, were you fired from your job? Why were you fired exactly?\u201d\u201dObjection, Your Honor. This is utterly irrelevant and immaterial to the case,\u201d Harry\u2019s lawyer rose.\u201dObjection overruled.\u201d\u201dThank you, Your Honor!\u201d added Sara\u2019s lawyer. \u201cMr. Wills, why were you fired from your job?\u201dAfter a momentous pause, Harry looked into Sara\u2019s teary eyes and opened up. \u201cBecause I couldn\u2019t balance my work and parental duties. I tried, but it was too much. But I didn\u2019t give up. I would never give up on my kids. I love them.\u201d\u201dMr. Wills, how are you managing now? How do you intend to support your kids\u2026without a job?\u201d\u201dI have a job. I can support them well.\u201d\u201dBe specific, Mr. Wills. What job and what\u2019s the salary?\u201d\u201dIt\u2026It\u2019s a part-time freelance gig. I\u2019m a video editor.\u201d\n

\u201dMr. Wills, I admire your confidence despite your climbing down the career ladder! I\u2019m sure you make nothing much like you used to in your previous job, right?\u201d the lawyer added ironically. \u201cA freelance job. Low salary. And raising two kids in today\u2019s recession. Well\u2026That\u2019s all, Your Honor.\u201dSara was then called up to the box as Harry\u2019s heart started pounding.\u201dMs. Sara, can you please tell us about your life with your husband\u2026I mean, soon-to-be ex-husband?\u201d Harry\u2019s lawyer asked. \u201cDid he ever refuse to give you money or care for you in any way?\u201d\n

\u201dNo\u2026Not at all. He was always generous with our finances. We never had any issues with money.\u201d\u201dDid Mr. Wills ever raise his hands on you or the kids? Has he ever come home drunk and misbehaved at home?\u201d\u201dNo, he never laid a hand on us. My husband. Sorry. Mr. Wills has never come home drunk.\u201d\u201dYour husband has taken care of you. You even agreed on that. He\u2019s never laid his hands on you. Then why did you leave him and the kids?\u201d\n

\u201dI had a nervous breakdown. He was always busy. He would come home and sit with his laptop, barely asking me if I was sick\u2026happy\u2026or sad. I tried to cope. But I couldn\u2019t do it anymore and left. I didn\u2019t want my kids to struggle with me as I wasn\u2019t emotionally stable at that time.\u201dHarry slowly started to break on the inside, and those words hit him like a bag of bricks.\u201dMs. Sara, where were you these six months? What were you doing, and how will you care for the kids?\u201d\n

\u201dI was in Chicago at a friend\u2019s place. I wanted to be away from everything and everyone for a while. Then I moved back to Boston\u2026got a job as an interior designer.\u201d\u201dWhat\u2019s the guarantee you won\u2019t have another breakdown and won\u2019t abandon the kids again?\u201d the lawyer broke Sara\u2019s silence.\u201dObjection, Your Honor. This is baseless and\u2026.\u201d Sara\u2019s lawyer chimed in. \u201cMy client, Ms. Sara, has come for the children\u2019s custody. Why would she leave them again?\u201d\n

\u201dOrder\u2026Order.\u201d\n

\u201dI won\u2019t do it ever again. My children are my world. I\u2019ll be there for them and never let anything like that happen again.\u201dAnd two hours later, the verdict was announced, and Sara was granted custody of the kids.\u201d\u2026.Mr. Wills, you\u2019ll have the right to visit your children and take them with you two days a week. You\u2019re required to pay $860 as support to your children every month. This case is now closed.\u201dSoon, the day arrived when the kids would go with Sara. She arrived, sad to separate the kids from their father but happy to have them back. As she was leaving with her two sons, her elder one stopped her.\u201dYou\u2019re just tearing us apart,\u201d spoke Cody as he let go of Sara\u2019s hand and bolted to Harry.\u201dWe want both Mommy and Daddy!\u201d added Sonny.This was it. Sara could no longer hold herself back. She bolted in their direction and hugged them.Tell us what you think about this story, and share it with your friends. It might brighten their day and inspire them.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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