Pro bono. I decided not to tell my stepchildren. I let them keep playing their little game — pretending to care, dropping hints about ‘making peace,’ while secretly preparing to split my estate.
Then came my ‘death.’
With Peter’s help, I staged it. The hospital issued the paperwork. My will was ‘read’ — though, conveniently, I had arranged for a second version to remain undisclosed for now.
The funeral was set. They arrived dressed in black, crocodile tears in full display, probably already planning what to sell first. That’s when the doors opened.”
Margaret taught her stepchildren a brutal lesson, which had a very strong moral for them to learn.
The woman shared, “And there I was, very much alive, wheeled into the funeral home in a chair, heart beating stronger than ever.
The looks on their faces? Priceless. I gave a short speech.
Nothing dramatic, just facts. I reminded them that while their real mother left, I stayed. That I sacrificed everything to give them a good life.
And in return, they saw me as a bank account waiting to close. Then I pulled out my updated will — the real one. I had left everything, every last penny, to a children’s shelter in the city.
“These children,” I said, “know what it means to grow up without love or family. They won’t take it for granted.”
The story made local news. “Stepmom Fakes Death To Expose Greedy Children”— front page.
My stepchildren are now internet-famous — for all the wrong reasons. As for me? I’m alive, healthy, and finally free.
And I do hope I taught them the most important lesson in their life: cherishing those who love you and who sacrifice their everything for your happiness.”
And here’s a story of Adam, 55. The man has a stepdaughter, whom he had helped raise since she was 4. Now, she asked him not to attend her wedding in order to appease her estranged biological father.
After years of support, love, and quiet sacrifices, Adam was told he was no longer needed for the biggest day of her life.
Source: Brightside
