A Husband Followed His Mother’s Advice — What Happened to His Ill Wife Left People Shocked

Following his mother’s advice, the husband took his wife, exhausted by illness, to a remote wilderness… And a year later he returned for her property.

Valentina was barely twenty-two when she wed Artyom. She thought he was her destiny.

The mother-in-law was cautious when she greeted him from the beginning. Her expression said it all: “My son is too strong for you.” Valya cleaned, cooked, and made adjustments as best she could.

Artyom said nothing. In the family he grew up in, his mother’s word was final. She blamed it on exhaustion even as she started to feel weak.

The diagnosis came as a shock.

The physicians gave a headshake. Valya sobbed into her pillow that night to keep her husband from seeing how she was feeling.

His mother-in-law approached him one day and remarked in a low voice:

You have a long life ahead of you because you are young. And she’s just a burden with this one. You need her, but why? Bring her to Aunt Dunya in the village. No one will judge you there, and it’s peaceful. You’ll get some sleep. After that, you’ll start a new life.

He didn’t respond.

Valya remained silent the entire time.
“This place will be quiet,” he stated. “You’ll feel better.”

“Are you going to return?” she whispered.

He didn’t respond. He simply gave a quick nod and walked away.

D3ath, however, was not in a rush.

It was three months later. 6. Additionally, a paramedic visited the village one day. Young, with a gentle expression. He began going to see her, inserting IVs, and adjusting medications. Valya simply didn’t want to die any longer, so she didn’t seek for assistance.

And a miracle took place. She first got out of bed, albeit briefly. Then she stepped outside onto the veranda. Then she arrived at the shop. People were in awe:

Are you going to resurrect, Valyusha?

“I’m not sure,” she said. “All I want is to live.”

A year went by. A automobile came into the village one day. Artem left.

Valentina was enjoying a cup of tea while nestled on a blanket on the veranda. Rosy, full of life, with bright eyes. He was taken aback.

Are you? Are you still alive?

She appeared composed.

— Did you have a different prediction?

I assumed you

“D3ad?” she concluded. Yes, nearly. But you wanted it, don’t you?

He didn’t say anything.

– I was desperate to get out. I wanted to die there in that house with the leaky roof, my hands shivering in the cold, and no one else around.

However, someone showed up each night. Someone didn’t anticipate gratitude and wasn’t scared of the snowstorm.

He simply carried out his duties. You also abandoned me. You didn’t want to be there, not because you couldn’t.
“I don’t understand,” he muttered. “Mom.”

“Artyom,” Valya said quietly but firmly, “your mother won’t save you.”

Not in front of God or yourself. Grab your paperwork. You will not inherit anything. To the man who saved my life, I brought the house.

Aunt Dunya stood at her door and watched.

Go, son, and don’t return.

After Artyom left, a week went by. He simply walked away without saying anything. Valentina remained silent.

However, fate had other plans.

One day, a visitor wearing a dark jacket and with a beat-up briefcase showed up on the porch. If Valentina Mezentseva resided there, he inquired.

“I,” she replied warily.

Sheepishly, the notary handed over a packet containing paperwork.

You possess a will. Your dad died. The documents state that you are the only heir to a bank account and a city apartment. A substantial amount is owed.

Valya stopped. She had the sudden realization, “I don’t have a father.”

My heart fell.

— A funeral?

Indeed. You departed in excruciating pain, he murmured, gathering everyone by himself. And he sold your apartment a month later. He claimed that he was no longer able to reside there.

She departed for the city two days later. It was all verified. Everything was legally transferred to her, including the documentation, the money, and the flat.

She started a new life as a person who could make her own decisions, rather than as a woman who was abandoned to die in an abandoned house.

However, the tale doesn’t stop there.

Valya was strolling around the market one day when she unexpectedly ran across Artyom. Beside another female. expecting a child.

They looked at each other. Artyom went cold.

Valya “You weren’t prepared for that?” she said coolly. “Did you truly believe that I would stay dead to the world?”

His partner gave him a curious glance. Who is this? “An old friend,” was his casual response. Valya grinned a little: Very old, indeed.

The kind you long ago buried. “Is everything all right?” he inquired. “Yes, now,” Valya replied. “I regained my name.” However, life was setting up new paths as usual.

Ilya visited frequently. He didn’t pressurize her or hurry her. He prepared borscht, brought her groceries, assisted her with chores, and remained quiet by her when she needed alone.

As snow began to fall outside the window on a calm winter’s evening, Valya said: I feel alive for the first time, you know.

How peculiar, isn’t it? Ilya grinned: Sometimes you have to suffocate in order to begin breathing. She stared at him for a while.

Then she leaned against his shoulder for the first time in a long time. After a month, Valya was feeble. She initially believed it to be a cold. Then she assumed it was exhaustion.

However, the doctor said something else while grinning amiably: Valentina, congratulations. You are expecting a child. She stopped.

The doctor displayed the screen during the ultrasound: All is well. Just one infant. Ilya gave her a hug without bothering to inquire.

He simply embraced her. “We’re capable,” he declared. “With each other.” And one day, Valya saw the following letter while perusing the local newspaper:

“A man was arrested for fraud.” accused of selling his ex-wife’s property, arranging her fake death, and falsifying documents. Artem Mezentsev is his name. My heart fell hard.

Two years went by. Life appeared stable, dependable, and warm, like freshly baked bread on the table. Growing up, Lizochka was a happy youngster with dimples on her cheeks and a summer appearance. Everything appeared to go according to plan. However, a letter arrived one morning.

Handwriting was sloppy and the envelope was yellow. Only a few lines: Are you certain that he loves you? That Lisa is his daughter? Verify. And when you find out the truth, don’t be shocked. Ilya, is she too good? Everybody has secrets of their own.

The telephone rang. It was a concealed number.

Valentina? Is that you? – It was a muted, almost unnatural voice. Don’t put your trust in him. Ilya is not the person he says he is. Examine his history.

They lost the connection. Valya said nothing. Ilya didn’t hear from her. She peeked into his office one evening.

Her medical records were there. A copy of her father’s will, bank statements, and even pictures. Her heart fell. He was well aware of her.

Before. Steps in the hallway. He went in. Valya, are you looking for something?

Slowly, she turned around. Who are you? Calmly, he replied, “The one who saved you when everyone else turned away.” “However, as you already guessed, this was not an accident.” Were you aware of me? Indeed. right from the start.

I was assigned a task. However, after that… For you, I stayed. altered my life. Who assigned the task? – Individuals in need of housing. Cash. as well as you.

However, they were unaware that I would sacrifice all for you. The final note arrived one day: May 23, 19:00. Yuzhnaya Park. Your daughter won’t live to see school if you don’t arrive. She arrived. Valentina, congratulations. We didn’t realize how strong you were.

Who are you? – The ex-partner of your father. We collaborated. You underestimate how much he left you. records. Contacts. certifications.

You’re in danger as long as you have it. Could I give it away? “I have no knowledge!” “Oh,” Valentina blurted. “You’ll learn. And fast,” the man answered.

Everything came together. Before he died, Father wanted to make amends for his transgressions. He believed that by leaving her all of this, he would keep her safe.

But he was cursed rather than protected. He scanned the ingredients and declared, “This is a real bomb.”

“Are you aware that they will most certainly not abandon you now?” I get it. However, I will no longer keep quiet. I’ve already experienced one “k*lled.

” It won’t occur once more. The piece was published three days later. Valya, meanwhile, watched from the window as Lisa used a pencil to sketch the sun on the paper with her tiny hands.

The girl said, “Mommy, this is for you.” “My sunshine is you.” Ilya came back a week later. “I refuse to make any excuses,” he said.

“Yes, I participated in the game. But the plan does not include you. The meaning is you. I’ll stay with you if you let me. Forever. For a long moment, Valya gazed into his eyes. She then gave a nod.

One requirement. Which? – Not one falsehood. despite the fact that the truth is the worst thing in the world. He gave her a silent hug. It’s been six months.

Officially, the case was over. She wrote one day: “They tried to kill me with cold, lies, and loneliness instead of a gunshot.

However, I made it through. Because someone reached out to me when I was at my lowest.
Remember this if you’re in pain right now: darkness never lasts forever. The sun comes back every time.
All you can do is wait for it.