Iris’s husband left her and the kids with a meager $20 for three days while he attended a wedding alone. Frustrated and desperate, she made a bold move to teach him a lesson. When he returned, the sight before him made him fall to his knees and burst into tears.
Hey there! Iris here. My life isn’t all sunshine and roses, even though it might seem that way from the outside. I’m a stay-at-home mom, juggling an eight-year-old firecracker named Ollie and a sassy six-year-old princess, Sophie…
A mother with two kids | Source: Pexels
My husband, Paul, works a stable job and brings home the bacon, or rather the chicken these days. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a fantastic dad, showers the kids with gifts, and makes sure we have everything we need.
But here’s the thing, after our second child, things shifted. Paul started focusing more on work and less on us. Gone were the days of spontaneous movie nights or romantic dinners. Now, whenever I’d suggest something, it’d always be “work stress” or needing “me time.” I brushed it off initially, but lately, it’s been gnawing at me.
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Last week, something happened that threw a wrench into our already strained relationship. Paul came home early, beaming, announcing a half-day off for his friend Alex’s wedding. He said he would be gone for three days.
A spark of excitement ignited in me! Maybe this could be our little escape, a few days away from the constant demands of motherhood and household. But my balloon of hope quickly popped when I found out ONLY HE was invited.
Iris is so thrilled, only to be shattered moments later | Source: Midjourney
“Why not me?” I pouted, disappointment clouding my voice.
Paul explained that Alex was a “bit strange” and wanted a close-knit gathering without partners. Now, that struck me as odd.
“Are there any single women attending?” I probed, biting my nails, a nervous habit I just can’t seem to kick.
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Paul furrowed his brows, his mood shifting from casual to irritated. “Iris, come on,” he mumbled, and sensing his annoyance, I backtracked with a playful, “Just kidding! Stay away from those single ladies, alright?!”
Big mistake. He took it as a full-blown accusation, and before you know it, we were embroiled in a massive fight. Paul accused me of being suspicious, of dictating his every move. He even started lecturing me on the “secrets to a strong relationship,” making me feel like a paranoid control freak.
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But hey, I wasn’t completely wrong, was I? I snapped, reminding him how he constantly prioritized his “me time” with friends, leaving me home alone with the kids.
“I want to enjoy life too, Paul!” I yelled, tears welling up in my eyes. “What’s the point of all this money if you’re never here?”
That’s when things got scary. Paul was practically glaring daggers at me. Then, in a move that left me speechless, he pulled out a measly $20 bill.
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“Here,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, “if you don’t need my money, run the house on this for three days while I’m gone!”
He shoved the cash into my hand and stormed out of the house before I could utter another word. My jaw hung slack, anger and disbelief swirling inside me. Did he seriously think I could run a household with three hungry members on a meager $20? The audacity!
Iris is visibly shaken | Source: Midjourney
Tears threatening to spill, I raced to the fridge, clinging to a sliver of hope. Maybe, just maybe, there was enough food to last for three days.
But as I swung open the door, my heart sank. The fridge was practically bare, containing only a row of Ollie’s brightly colored juice boxes, a lone pickle, and less than a dozen eggs. This wasn’t going to work. We needed groceries, and with only $20, I felt completely stranded.
A nearly empty refrigerator | Source: Pexels
Anger simmered within me. Paul knew our financial situation; I didn’t have any hidden stash of cash. He was deliberately trying to make a point, and guess what? It backfired. Now, I was determined to get revenge, to make him understand the struggle I faced every single day. But how?
My gaze darted around the room, landing on the glass cabinet where Paul kept his prized collection of antique coins. They were like trophies to him, each one with a story, some dating back to his great-grandfather’s era.
An assortment of antique coins on display | Source: Midjourney
An evil glint flickered in my eyes. Maybe these could be the key to getting some groceries and teaching my husband a little lesson.
My heart raced as I reached for the glass cabinet. Guilt gnawed at the edges of my determination, but the image of the empty fridge and Paul’s flippant challenge fueled me.
With trembling hands, I gathered the coins, their smooth surfaces cold against my skin. Each clink against the glass echoed in the room, a tiny betrayal chipping away at my conscience.
Iris gathers the antique coins | Source: Midjourney
Ignoring the rising tide of guilt, I raced to the local antique shop, a place I’d only ever admired from afar. The owner, a wiry man with a silver goatee, squinted at the coins through a magnifying glass.
My breath hitched in my throat. Would these even sell? But then, his voice, gruff but surprisingly cheerful, broke the tense silence. “Seven hundred dollars,” he announced, his eyes twinkling.
An antique store owner inspecting the coins | Source: Midjourney
Relief washed over me so intense it felt like I could breathe again. “Sold!” I blurted, practically shoving the coins into his surprised hands.
The guilt, however, resurfaced with a vengeance as I clutched the wad of cash. This wasn’t just revenge anymore; it was a betrayal of Paul’s trust. But the thought of my children’s hungry faces spurred me on.
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With a spring in my step, I stormed to the grocery store, filling my cart with mountains of fresh produce, enough meat to last a week, and a mountain of treats for the kids.
A part of me reveled in the freedom of not having to check the price tags, but a larger part ached for the trust I’d shattered.
As I unpacked the groceries back home, humming along to a classic playing on the gramophone, a dark shadow of apprehension loomed over me. How would Paul react when he saw his beloved coins missing?
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I pushed the thought aside, focusing on the delicious aroma of the chicken casserole wafting from the oven. Tonight, dinner would be a feast fit for a king, or rather, a queen!
Three days crawled by, each minute stretching into an eternity. The silence in the house was deafening without Paul’s usual grumbles or the constant barrage of questions from the kids. Just as despair started to creep in, the sound of a car pulling into the driveway jolted me back to life.
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I raced to the window, peeking through the blinds. There stood Paul, a sight that sent chills down my spine.
A wide, almost manic grin stretched across his face, completely out of character. In his arms, he cradled two grocery bags, overflowing with fresh produce and what looked like enough fruit to feed a small army.
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This wasn’t the sight I’d braced myself for. This was… uncanny. My heart pounded as Paul practically skipped towards the front door, whistling a cheerful tune.
The door flung open and he barreled in. “Iris, my love!” he boomed, his voice uncharacteristically loud. “You won’t believe the deals I found! Fresh strawberries for half the price, and look at these juicy mangoes!” He thrust the bags at me, his eyes sparkling with a manic glint.
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I stood frozen, the groceries a heavy weight in my suddenly numb arms. “Paul…” I stammered.
He didn’t seem to hear me. He launched into a torrent of apologies, each one delivered with an unsettling enthusiasm. He confessed his wrongs, admitted the stinginess, and swore he wouldn’t leave me stranded again.
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Then, his eyes darted towards the trophy case. His smile faltered, replaced by a dawning horror. He took a hesitant step towards the glass cabinet, then another, his movements slow and deliberate.
My breath hitched in my throat. In the heart-stopping silence, the click of his shoes against the hardwood floor echoed like a death knell. He reached out, his hand hovering over the empty space where his prized coin collection once resided.
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The world seemed to slow down. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. Shame, guilt, and a crushing fear coiled in my gut. Paul’s joy had evaporated, replaced by a chilling stillness.
He didn’t yell. He didn’t scream. He simply crumpled to his knees and burst into tears, saying, “MY COINS??!”
An extremely upset man bursting into tears | Source: Pexels
The sound shattered the suffocating silence, and a torrent of apologies spilled from my lips, each one a desperate attempt to mend the damage I’d done. But Paul remained silent, his face crumpled with a profound hurt that pierced my soul.
Without another word, he rose to his feet, a haunted look in his eyes as he walked past me. Just as he reached the door, he turned back one last time, his gaze locking onto mine. It was a look of utter betrayal, a silent scream that spoke volumes.
A sad man’s eyes filled with heartbreak and disbelief | Source: Unsplash
Then, with a quiet click of the doorknob, he was gone.
Tears streamed down my face, each one a bitter drop of regret. I had a mess to fix, and it was entirely of my own making.
I raced to the nearest pawnshop. There, under the harsh fluorescent lights, I surrendered my late grandmother’s ring, a precious heirloom gifted on my wedding day. The money it fetched was enough to cover all the coins.
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I sprinted back to the antique shop, the money clutched tightly in my sweaty palms. The bell above the shop door chimed as I burst in. The owner, thankfully, recognized me.
“Can I help you again?” he inquired, his bushy eyebrows raised in surprise.
My face turned crimson as I spoke. “Actually, I’d like to buy the coins back.”
The antique shop owner recognizes Iris | Source: Midjourney
He squinted at me, a shrewd glint in his eyes. “Buy them back? You just sold them to me three days ago.”
“Yes, I know,” I confessed, my voice thick with shame. “It’s a long story, but it was a foolish mistake,” My voice cracked. “I just… I need them back. Please.”
A desperate and teary-eyed woman | Source: Unsplash
The gruff man softened slightly. He studied me for a long moment, then sighed. “Alright, tell you what,” he said, “Since you’re the original seller, I’ll give you a discount. But it won’t be the same price you sold them for.”
Relief washed over me like a tidal wave. “I understand,” I rasped, tears welling up again. “Anything you ask, I’ll pay it.”
Iris pleads with the antique store owner | Source: Midjourney
The transaction was swift, and moments later, I was clutching the familiar weight of the coins in my bag. My pulse quickened. Would it be enough to mend the broken trust?
The walk home was a blur. Every passing second felt like an eternity. As I reached into the driveway, my stomach churned with nervous butterflies. The house was eerily silent.
Paul wasn’t home yet.
Iris manages to get Paul’s antique coins back | Source: Midjourney
I walked towards the glass cabinet and carefully arranged the coins back in their rightful places.
When I finished, a small smile bloomed on my face. “I did it!” I exclaimed. When Paul returned home, I turned to him, my heart pounding in my chest.
“There,” I whispered, pointing at the trophy case. “They’re back!”
Silence stretched, thick and heavy. Then, a single tear rolled down Paul’s cheek.
Iris retrieves Paul’s beloved antique coin collection | Source: Midjourney
“Iris,” he finally spoke, his voice hoarse. “We need to talk.”
The knot in my stomach tightened. “Yes,” I choked out, tears welling up in my eyes again. “We do.”
We talked for hours that night. We spoke of our frustrations, our unspoken needs, and the chasm that had grown between us over time. The conversation was raw, painful, and ultimately, necessary.
Iris is relieved | Source: Midjourney
There were no easy answers. Trust, once broken, takes time and effort to rebuild. But as we sat there, holding onto each other, a fragile peace settled between us.
The ordeal with the coins had been a catalyst, a wake-up call that forced us to confront the cracks in our relationship. We learned a harsh lesson — communication, not revenge, is the key to a strong marriage.
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That day, I realized that misunderstandings and arguments are inevitable, but it’s crucial to resolve them rather than escalate. Every family faces challenges that test their strength and make them stronger.
I also learned the importance of trust in a relationship and vowed never to doubt my husband’s loyalty, even in jest. They say “a happy wife is a happy life,” but both partners deserve happiness. In a healthy relationship, happiness should be a shared journey, not a prize for one.
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In the days that followed, we started rebuilding, brick by brick. It was slow, messy work, but we were committed to making it work. We realized that a happy marriage wasn’t a destination, but a journey — a journey we were determined to navigate together, hand in hand.
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BRAD PITT’S NEW LOVE LOOKS JUST LIKE ANGELINA JOLIE – SEE THE STUNNING SIMILARITIES
Brad Pitt’s new relationship with Ines de Ramon has caught public attention because she looks similar to his ex-wife, Angelina Jolie. People online have noticed the similarities between the two women.
Even though Ines and Angelina are different people, many discussions compare them. Brad Pitt is currently dating Ines de Ramon. He was previously married to Jennifer Aniston from 2000 to 2005 and to Angelina Jolie from 2014 to 2019. Before dating Ines, Brad was linked to Emily Ratajkowski after her split from Sebastian Bear-McClard.
Brad Pitt’s relationship with Ines de Ramon is causing a buzz online because people are comparing her to his ex-wife, Angelina Jolie. The couple has been seen together in public a few times, sparking interest and discussion about their similarities.
The pair were photographed backstage at a Bono concert at Los Angeles’ Orpheum Theatre in November 2022. Ines de Ramon, who is a jewelry designer, was dressed casually, just like Pitt, as they attended the event.
In December 2022, Brad Pitt took Ines de Ramon to the Los Angeles premiere of his film *Babylon*. At the event, they were seen mingling with guests and sharing affectionate moments, marking their first public appearance together after dating for a few months.
The couple has also been spotted on vacation together. In January 2023, they were seen enjoying a trip to Cabo. Pitt was photographed shirtless by the pool, while de Ramon was sunbathing without her bikini top.
In November 2023, Pitt and de Ramon went to the LACMA’s 12th annual Art+Film Gala in Los Angeles. A source at the event said they were “super loving” and seemed to be having a great time together.
Their good times continued into December 2023, when Pitt turned 60. The couple celebrated with a romantic trip to Paris, staying at the luxurious Bulgari Hotel.
While in Paris, Pitt and de Ramon enjoyed a private dinner prepared by a chef and went to an Asaf Avidan concert at Théatre du Chatelet. They came back to Los Angeles just in time to celebrate de Ramon’s 32nd birthday.
Online users commented on the photos of Pitt and de Ramon’s Paris trip, noting that de Ramon resembled Jolie. One user asked, “Why do all the women he dates look very similar to Angelina?”
Some people agreed that de Ramon looks a bit like Jolie. One user mentioned, “The ‘type’ is familiar,” and another joked, “Angelina Jolie look alike… better have a prenup.” They noticed that both de Ramon and Jolie are brunettes.
However, not everyone agreed. Some people said de Ramon doesn’t look like Jolie. One person commented, “She is no Angie!” while another added, “She doesn’t look like Angelina!” Some users even compared Jolie to Jennifer Aniston, but one person strongly disagreed, saying, “Don’t ever put Jen and Angie in the same sentence. Ever.”
Angelina Jolie, who is an actress and director, met her ex-husband Brad Pitt when she was 28 years old on the set of “Mr. & Mrs. Smith” in 2003. Brad Pitt and Ines de Ramon started dating around 2022 when she was about 30 years old. Before her relationship with Pitt, de Ramon had separated from her ex-husband, Paul Wesley, who starred in “The Vampire Diaries,” earlier in 2022.
Paul Wesley, who was featured in People’s 2020 Sexiest Man Alive edition, had previously enjoyed relaxing at home with de Ramon and their dog Greg during the COVID-19 pandemic. Brad Pitt, who was named Sexiest Man Alive by People twice, in 1995 and 2000, has since moved on to his relationship with Ines de Ramon.
In 2022, a representative confirmed that Paul Wesley and Ines de Ramon had been living apart for several months before they decided to separate. They were married for over three years.
Before Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie was married to actor Billy Bob Thornton. Thornton reminisced about his time with Jolie, saying, “That was a great time. Angie is still a friend of mine and she’s a great person and she’s done so much.” He praised Jolie for her commitment to making meaningful movies, regardless of their success or failure. Thornton also noted that while they had different lifestyles, he will always respect her for staying true to herself.
Angelina Jolie is a well-known actress who won an Academy Award for her role in “Girl, Interrupted” in 1999. She has also starred in movies like “Maleficent,” “Salt,” and “Mr. & Mrs. Smith,” which featured her alongside Brad Pitt.
Jolie is deeply involved in international charity work, especially with refugee causes. She has a very public Instagram account with over 15 million followers, where she shares her work as a filmmaker, humanitarian, and mother of six children with Pitt.
In contrast, Ines de Ramon has a private Instagram account with 91,000 followers and follows only a few people. Her account is not as publicly focused as Jolie’s.
In 2023, people started speculating about Ines de Ramon and Angelina Jolie due to their connections with Brad Pitt. In August 2023, de Ramon was seen wearing a necklace with a “B” charm, which led to rumors. Some wondered if the charm was a tribute to Pitt, whose first name starts with the same letter.
Around the same time, Angelina Jolie got new tattoos on both her middle fingers. The tattoo artist, Mr. K, posted a picture on Instagram and asked fans to guess what the tattoos were. Some people thought the tattoos might be related to Brad Pitt, but Mr. K quickly clarified that the tattoos had nothing to do with Pitt.
Mr. K explained that the tattoos were “two daggers in a geometric abstract way” and had no religious meaning or connection to crosses. He apologized to Jolie for any stress caused by the speculation.
Both Jolie and Ines de Ramon are multilingual. De Ramon speaks French, Italian, Spanish, English, and German. She mentioned that she has French roots from her mother’s side, though she hasn’t explored them much. Her children also speak French and other languages besides English.
Brad Pitt’s relationship with Ines de Ramon has sparked interest due to her similarities to his ex-wife, Angelina Jolie. While both women have their own unique identities, they share several common traits: they have both dated Pitt, speak multiple languages, have similar physical features, and were in a similar age range when they first dated him.
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