La esposa de Sergio, Clara, murió inesperadamente y nunca dejó un testamento. Cuando el viudo empezó a organizar su herencia, su abogado descubrió que llevaban más de 20 años divorciados por la razón más extraña. Entonces apareció el heredero de Clara.
Clara y Sergio se casaron a finales de los 80 y decidieron criar a sus hijos en Barcelona. Pero solo tuvieron una hija, Jazmín. Por desgracia, en el año 2000, ella se mezcló con la gente equivocada.
Cuando Jazmín cumplió 18 años abandonó la casa y no tuvo más contacto con sus padres. Su novio, Pedro, fue una horrible influencia para ella y le llenó la cabeza con mentiras sobre ellos.
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Hacía más de diez años que no veían a Jazmín, pero aún mantenían la esperanza de que volviera algún día. Pero Clara tuvo un inesperado ataque al corazón y los médicos no pudieron hacer nada. Murió y Sergio tenía el corazón destrozado.
Ni siquiera sabía si Jazmín se enteraría de la muerte de su madre. Pero tenía que poner en orden los asuntos de Clara. Ella no había dejado un testamento ni nada porque todavía eran muy jóvenes. No esperaba perderla tan pronto.
Después del funeral, Sergio se reunió con su abogado, Daniel Contreras. “Sr. Rodríguez, mis condolencias. Odio reunirme en estas circunstancias, pero es importante arreglar todo”, dijo Contreras.
“Sí, Sr. Contreras. También quiero preparar mis asuntos, por si acaso. Nunca se sabe lo que puede pasar”, respondió Sergio.
“Así es. Pero hay algo que tengo que decirle. Mi secretaria organizó todos los documentos pertinentes relativos a la señora Rodríguez después de su llamada, y hay un pequeño problema”, comenzó el señor Contreras.
“¿Qué pasa?”, se preguntó Sergio, confundido.
“Bueno… según la documentación, usted y la señora Rodríguez se divorciaron a principios de la década de 2000”, explicó el abogado.
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“¿Qué? Eso es imposible. No pasamos ni una noche separados desde que nos casamos. Debe haber un error”, señaló Sergio.
“Estamos intentando averiguar qué ha pasado. Pero esa es la situación que tenemos ahora. Como están divorciados, su familiar más cercano heredará su patrimonio”, explicó el señor Contreras.
“Esa sería Jazmín, supongo. Pero no entiendo cómo es posible. ¿Pudo divorciarse sin mi consentimiento? Y si lo hizo, ¿por qué siguió viviendo conmigo?”, preguntó Sergio.
“A menos que ella llevara un diario, no tengo forma de responder a sus preguntas. Pero no sería posible divorciarse sin su firma. Sin embargo, no se preocupe. Estamos investigando a fondo este asunto. De momento, tengo que ponerme en contacto con su hija”, explicó el abogado.
“Estamos distanciados. Hace muchos años que no la veo ni sé nada de ella. Supongo que Jazmín recibiría los ahorros de Clara, ¿no?”, reflexionó Sergio.
“También se queda con su casa, señor Rodríguez. Está a nombre de su esposa. Tal vez pueda llegar a un acuerdo con ella. Eso es todo por ahora. Me pondré en contacto con usted si hay alguna novedad”, terminó el señor Contreras. Sergio salió de la reunión boquiabierta.
No podía creer que Clara se hubiera divorciado de él. Tiene que ser un error, pensó al salir del despacho de su abogado. Unos días después, Sergio oyó varios golpes fuertes en su puerta. Era su hija.
“¡Jazmín! ¡Querida! Me alegro tanto de verte!”, expresó Sergio y empezó a llorar. Pero la cara de Jazmín no mostraba emoción.
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“El abogado dijo que el dinero de mamá es mío, y también esta casa, ¿verdad?”, dijo Jazmín al entrar en el salón.
“Uf… supongo, pero hay un error, así que están revisando las cosas”, murmuró. Pero su hija se paseó por la zona, mirando a su alrededor.
“Bueno, como sea. Voy a necesitar que te vayas lo antes posible cuando esto se aclare. Lo siento, pero yo quiero vivir aquí ahora”, dijo ella.
“Jazmín, esta es mi casa. No tengo otro sitio al que ir. ¿No podemos hablar de esto?”, suplicó Sergio.
“Lo siento, no. No quiero hacer eso. Te corté por una razón. No apoyaste mi relación y no quiero tener nada que ver contigo”, continuó.
“¿Sigues con ese vagabundo?”, preguntó Sergio enfadado.
“No, pero mi punto de vista sigue en pie. Las cosas habrían sido mucho más fáciles si lo hubieras aceptado. Pero no…”, se burló Jazmín.
“¡Jazmín, tu madre acaba de morir! ¿Y eso no te importa?”, gruñó Sergio. Ella lo miró con una expresión inexpresiva, como si realmente no importara, y se encogió de hombros.
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“Bueno, la herencia no se ha resuelto, así que sal de mi casa ahora mismo. Estoy muy decepcionada contigo. Eres una mujer adulta y ni siquiera puedes mostrar un poco de compasión”, acusó Sergio.
Jazmín se burló. “Bien, me iré. Pero esta casa es mía, y cuando todo se arregle, ¡te irás de aquí para siempre!”, gritó y se fue.
Sergio se sentó y se frotó la frente. ¿En qué nos hemos equivocado, Clara?, se preguntó al cielo.
El señor Contreras llamó dos semanas después. “Sr. Rodríguez, hemos descubierto lo que pasó. En 2001, una mujer con el nombre exacto de su esposa, Clara Rodríguez, solicitó el divorcio. Pero su marido la maltrataba y no quiso firmarla”, reveló el abogado.
“Oh, vaya”, susurró Sergio por teléfono.
“Sí. Así que su abogado consiguió que los tribunales concedieran el divorcio sin su firma. Al parecer, hubo una gran confusión en la oficina y se divorciaron por accidente. ¡Esto es una locura! No he visto este tipo de situación en toda mi carrera!”, exclamó el abogado.
“¿Pero se puede revertir?”, preguntó Sergio, aliviado de que su mujer no se hubiera divorciado en secreto.
“Sí, tenemos que mostrar todo a un juez y ellos aclararán las cosas. Pero me siento mal por esa mujer que sigue casada con ese hombre”, afirmó Contreras.
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Poco después acudieron al juzgado y Sergio recibió la herencia de Clara como su marido. Jazmín asistió a la audiencia y estaba furiosa con la decisión del juez. Tomó sus maletas y salió de la sala.
Pero Sergio corrió tras ella. “¡Jazmín, espera! Por favor. Espera”, le gritó hasta que se detuvo en el pasillo.
“¿Qué quieres? Tú lo consigues todo y yo nada, como querías”, le espetó Jazmín.
“Eso no es lo que quería. Estaba dispuesto a darte la casa. Ya lo he arreglado todo para que lo heredes todo cuando yo no esté. Pero lo que quiero es recuperar a mi hija. Por favor, dame una oportunidad para reconstruir nuestra relación”, le rogó Sergio.
Justo en ese momento, Jazmín finalmente mostró emoción y sus ojos se aguaron. “Yo… no sé si puedo hacerlo. Ha pasado tanto tiempo”, comenzó.
“Por favor, visitemos juntos la tumba de tu madre. Olvidemos y perdonémonos por todo. Somos toda la familia que nos queda en el mundo. No quiero volver a perderte, cariño”, gritó Sergio.
Jazmín se derrumbó y corrió a los brazos de Sergio. Se abrazaron con fuerza durante muchos minutos. Después, se fueron juntos a casa. Jazmín le explicó lo horrible que había sido su vida desde que se fue hace años.
“Debería haberte escuchado. Pero fui tan estúpida. Es como si mi ex me hubiera llenado la cabeza con tantas mentiras. Pero luego, cuando me deshice de él, no me atreví a enfrentarme a ti… a pedirte perdón. Tenía tanto miedo”, explicó Jazmín entre lágrimas.
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“Lo siento mucho. Deberíamos haber escuchado mejor. Tal vez podríamos haber hecho más por ti. Pero ahora, tenemos que mirar hacia adelante. Estás aquí, y estamos empezando de nuevo. Te perdono. ¿Me perdonas por no haber luchado más?”, recalcó Sergio.
“Yo también te perdono, papá. Vamos a empezar de nuevo”, le dijo Jazmín.
Clara, hemos recuperado a nuestro bebé, pensó mientras volvía a abrazar a su hija.
¿Qué podemos aprender de esta historia?
- Perdonar a los demás por los errores del pasado: Nunca se sabe lo que puede pasar y lo corta que puede ser la vida.
- Poner en orden tus asuntos: Clara murió inesperadamente sin testamento, y eso creó un gran problema para sus familiares vivos. Es mejor tener todo preparado incluso cuando se es joven.
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I Served a Rich Couple on a Plane, Next Day My Mom Introduced Me to Her Young Fiancé from the Same Plane — Story of the Day
Kristi tended to a rich couple in business class who were very affectionate with each other. The next day, she was shocked to discover the same man engaged to her mother. Kristi knew she had to act, but had no idea what she was about to unleash.
High above the clouds in the business class part of a commercial plane, Kristi, in her crisp flight attendant uniform, walked the aisle with practiced grace.
She stopped by a couple nestled by the window, absorbed in their private world. The man, in a sharply tailored suit, presented a small velvet box to the woman, whose eyes lit up like the 4th of July.
As he opened it, a delicate necklace gleamed, its stones scattering prismatic colors across their seats. Kristi’s eyes widened, and she paused her rounds for a second.
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“May I, my gorgeous Isabella?” the man whispered to his companion, excitement coloring his voice. The woman nodded, her cheeks blushing as she lifted her hair for him to clasp the necklace.
“That’s a lovely shade of lipstick,” the woman said, turning her attention to Kristi with a warm smile.
Flustered and touched, Kristi touched her lips. “Thank you, it’s my favorite,” she replied, stuttering at being caught snooping.
The man smiled up at Kristi, offering her a generous tip. “Thank you for making this flight special,” he said sincerely.
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“It’s my pleasure. Enjoy your journey together,” Kristi responded, her heart fluttering as she moved on, the couple’s joy lingering in her mind.
***
The next day was her only day off that weekend, and Kristi had promised to visit her mother. Upon arriving, the older woman grabbed her arm and introduced her to Edwin, her new fiancé.
Except, he was none other than the man from the plane who had given another, younger woman a beautiful diamond necklace. Kristi’s shock froze her, but she schooled her expression.
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“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Kristi. Your mother has told me so much about you,” Edwin said smoothly, offering his hand as if they had never met.
“Nice to meet you too,” she replied cautiously, playing along for her mother’s sake.
Edwin then took over the kitchen, whipping up a meal with the flair of a seasoned chef. “It’s my way of showing care,” he explained, serving dishes with ease.
As they ate, Edwin regaled them with stories from his travels, yet he only responded vaguely when Kristi probed further into his past.
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It only made things worse, but she wasn’t sure what to say to her mother. Could she be wrong about him?
After dinner, Kristi decided to take her mother outside, hoping the air would clear her mind.
***
The cool breeze of the terrace was exactly what she needed before asking some tough questions. “Mom, what do you really know about Edwin?” Kristi asked carefully.
“He’s wonderful. A billionaire, a diamond tycoon’s son. He’s shown me such a glamorous life,” her mother replied, eyes shining. “We’ll be married in just a few days!”
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“Mom, I know this is going to sound strange, but I swear I saw him on a recent flight with another woman, now suddenly he’s with you and getting married,” Kristi pressed.
Her mother frowned. “Why are you lying? Can’t you be happy for me? Edwin loves me. You just don’t want me to be with another man after your father’s death.”
“That’s not it! Doesn’t his quick move seem odd?” Kristi argued.
“Odd? No, it’s romantic. You’re too young to understand. Edwin is all about love,” her mother shook her head.
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Kristi sighed. “Mom, please think about it. He could be a scammer. That act on the plane… he’s like a Casanova.”
“Scammer? Kristi, that’s ridiculous. Edwin is a good man!” her mother defended.
“I just don’t want to see you lose everything to a man we barely know,” Kristi said, desperately trying to make her understand.
But at that moment, Edwin appeared, drinks in hand.“Ladies, let’s celebrate,” he said cheerfully, and Kristi’s mother excused herself for a second.
Kristi frowned at Edwin once they were alone and couldn’t hold back any longer.
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“How can you manipulate my mother’s feelings?” she demanded, exposing everything she saw him doing on the plane.
Edwin’s smile faltered. “Kristi, I only want your mother’s happiness. No need for hostility.”
She scoffed and poured a drink over his head. “You think you’re clever, but I see through you. I won’t let you hurt my mother,” she declared firmly. “You’re a fraud!”
Her mother appeared, and her eyes bulged at the orange slice that was still dripping from Edwin’s face. “Kristi, how could you? Edwin, I’m so sorry…”
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Edwin reassured her. “It’s alright. Let’s not let this ruin our evening.”
Kristi’s frown deepened as her mother tended to the scammer, and she realized there was no way to win that night. Still, she knew she had to prove Edwin’s true nature to protect her mother.
It would just take some time.
That’s when she remembered an important detail from the day of the flight where she saw Edwin…and Isabella.
***
Kristi paced outside the airline office, gathering her courage before entering. At the front desk, a cheerful representative greeted her. “Good morning! How can I assist you today?”
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“I need to see the passenger list from my last flight. It’s important,” Kristi said, stumbling over her words.
“That’s confidential. May I ask why you need it?” the representative asked, her brow furrowing.
Kristi tried to hide her nervousness as she said, “A passenger left something valuable. I want to help return it.”
“Okay, I can’t show you the list, but I can help if you give me more details,” the representative said, leading Kristi to a private office.
Once seated, Kristi explained that a passenger named Isabella lost her jewelry and was talking about it as they disembarked.
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The representative confirmed the Lost & Found department had received Isabella’s missing item report, and they had, in fact, found the jewelry.
“Could I return it to her myself? It might mean more coming from someone who was on the flight,” Kristi asked.
After signing a release form, Kristi received Isabella’s jewelry and contact details. She called the strange woman, arranging to meet the next day in a hotel lobby.
***
Kristi approached Isabella, the same woman Edwin was affectionate with on her last flight, in a beautiful hotel coffee shop and was recognized immediately.
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“You were the flight attendant on my last trip, weren’t you?” Isabella asked, surprised.
“Yes, that was me. It’s a small world.”
Kristi went right into it, telling her about Edwin, her suspicions, and everything else she knew. The young woman frowned, frustrated.
“I knew something was off. Edwin asked me for a large sum of money for an emergency. I trusted him, and I’m supposed to meet him soon to give it to him,” Isabella revealed, leaning back and crossing her arms.
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Kristi told her that was their chance to expose him. “We can set up a scenario to catch him. We’ll record everything. I’ll disguise myself; he won’t recognize me,” she planned.
Isabella agreed, and they spent the next hour devising their strategy, focusing on every detail and potential reaction from Edwin.
As Kristi left the coffee shop, she felt nervous but resolved. The plan was set, and together, they were going to save her mother.
***
In a dimly lit upscale restaurant where Isabella had arranged to meet Edwin and give him the money he asked for, the young woman waited, twirling her wine glass.
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Meanwhile, Kristi was disguised as a waitress and watched from across the room as Edwin entered confidently and greeted Isabella.
“Isabella, my dear, sorry to keep you waiting,” he said, sitting down.
Kristi approached their table to take their order, and Isabella played along perfectly, suggesting they celebrate with red wine.
“Excellent choice,” Edwin agreed, keeping his eyes on Isabella. Kristi quickly brought the wine, her heart racing with each step.
“That’ll be all, thank you,” Edwin said, looking only briefly at Kristi. It wasn’t enough to notice who she was. His attention quickly turned back to his date.
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As they sipped their wine, Isabella suggested that instead of giving him money, she could give him a gift, something more tangible like jewelry as he had been so generous to give her diamonds.
Intrigued, Edwin pulled out his phone to show her some options, from Cartier and Rolex watches to designer clothes.
As soon as his phone was on the table, Kristi saw her chance. She pretended to refill their wine glasses and accidentally spilled some on Edwin’s shirt.
“Damn it! My shirt!” he exclaimed, jumping up in irritation.
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“It’s just an accident, Edwin. Let’s not make a scene,” Isabella calmed him, giving Kristi a discreet nod.
Kristi apologized profusely, then hurried away, claiming she needed to fetch club soda and napkins.
She had swapped Edwin’s unlocked phone during the commotion with a temporary decoy, and rushed to the restroom to check the real phone.
After searching for a few minutes, Kristi discovered Edwin’s active dating profile and flirtatious messages similar to those he’d sent her mother.
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Not the undeniable proof she hoped for, but troubling all the same. Therefore, Kristi started typing a message, making a last-ditch effort to trap Edwin.
Suddenly, a knock startled her. “I know you’re in there with my phone! Come out now!” Edwin shouted from outside.
“I’m calling the police!” he declared, his voice stern and urgent.
Kristi stood, phone in hand, heart pounding. She opened the stall door to face Edwin in a tense standoff. He lunged for the phone, but Kristi dodged him.
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“Stay back!” she warned, her back against the cold restroom wall.
“Give me my phone, or you’ll regret it!” Edwin cornered her, his hand reaching out. Kristi screamed, hoping someone would come to her aid and bracing for what might happen next.
***
In a sterile police station, Kristi sat under the cold glare of fluorescent lights.
“You’re lucky Mr. Edwin hasn’t pressed charges,” a stern officer warned, “Consider this your only warning.”
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Kristi nodded, her voice small. “I thought I was doing the right thing.”
“Good intentions don’t always lead to good actions,” the cop replied before walking away.
Just then, her mother burst through the doors, her face etched with disappointment. “Kristi, this isn’t the daughter I raised,” she declared, her voice thick with emotion.
“Mom, I was trying to protect you from Edwin,” Kristi explained, looking down.
“Protect me by breaking the law?” her mother retorted sharply. “You’ve gone too far.”
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An officer intervened. “Mr. Edwin had filed a restraining order. Any further actions will lead to arrest.”
Kristi closed her eyes, but her mother didn’t give her any reprieve.
“I don’t want to see you anymore. Learn from this. Goodbye, Kristi,” the older woman said before leaving.
***
Kristi returned to the same hotel where she had met Isabella and sat at the lobby bar. While nursing a stiff drink, Isabella slid next to her.
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“I heard about what happened. I’m sorry,” she sighed, linking her fingers on the bar surface.
“Thanks,” Kristi said, half-smiling. “But before everything went down, I changed Edwin’s password on the dating site.”
“That’s brilliant,” Isabella responded, intrigued. “We can use that. Let’s warn the other women.”
Kristi laughed as they logged into Edwin’s dating profile together, crafting many messages to alert his targets.
“Beware of Edwin. He’s not who he claims to be. Protect your heart and your wallet,” Kristi typed steadily.
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Their initial laughter faded into a determined silence as they saw how far this man would go to scam women off their one.
It was late at night when Isabella closed her laptop and squeezed Kristi’s hand.
“And just think, what we’ve started tonight is only the beginning. Edwin has no idea what’s coming for him. Wait until the wedding—it’s going to be unforgettable!”
***
The morning sun cast a golden glow over the city chapel as Edwin, clad in a sharp black tuxedo, prepared to marry Kristi’s mother.
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However, he didn’t know that today was the last time he would ever get away with his Casanova scam.
Kristi watched from the trees, her heart pounding as the ceremony began. Suddenly, an unusual murmur spread through the crowd.
Heels clicked on the floor as one woman, then another, and dozens more converged at the chapel. All were women Edwin had deceived.
A woman in a bright red dress yelled, “Scammer!” Her voice cut through the ceremony’s solemnity.
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Edwin frowned, his confusion turning to horror as he recognized her and others.
“He’s a liar!” shouted another.
“You won’t get away with this!” added a third.
The ceremony descended into chaos. One woman smashed a piece of the wedding cake into Edwin’s face, covering him with cream.
He started fleeing down the aisle, but a guest tripped him, sending him sprawling into a flower bed.
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The women swarmed, using handbags, shoes, and floral arrangements to exact their vengeance, shouting accusations.
The police eventually intervened, clearing the crowd and leading a disheveled Edwin away. As calm returned, the chapel buzzed with hushed conversations and occasional sobs.
Kristi stepped out from her hiding spot just as her mother exited the chapel, tears falling from her face. The older woman shook her head at her and got into a car.
Her mother was too proud to admit she was wrong. But Kristi would wait and give her enough time to grieve. In the meantime, she would make sure Edwin felt the full extent of the law.
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