After the wedding, my husband and I decided to live with his parents in a four -room apartment to accumulate on his own home. We all lived together, friendly and peacefully, without any quarrels or konflints. A year later, our son Yurka was born, and we were almost able to accumulate enough money for our own home. On the third day of the nation of the yar, my mother -in -law drank some extra glasses of wine and in this state told me, they say, I am convinced that

Yura was not my husband’s biological child, her son. She even demanded a paternity test from me to prove her right. To make everything right, I suggested that my father -in -law pass this procedure. The next day we took the test, and in a week my husband got the results. He was silent, reading the papers, and then suddenly threw them into his mother before grabbing our son and my hand and leading us to our bedroom.

He said we would go to my parents and we started putting things in the car. When we left, my husband explained that the test results showed the following: Yurko was his son, but my father -in -law was not his biological father. I felt guilty of anger offered a counter version, and this led to the collapse of the family. Fair filed. The stupidity and jealousy of mother -in -law also led to the fact that she destroyed the happiness of her family.