When Karolina saw the message «I’M PREGNANT» on her husband Daniel’s phone, she initially laughed, thinking it was a mistake. But when another message arrived—this time with a dinner invitation—she realized she had to uncover the truth. What she discovered that night turned out to be a secret Daniel had hoped to keep hidden.
What would you do if you found a message on your husband’s phone from a stranger with the words «I’M PREGNANT»?
Would you just laugh and forget about it? Or would it torment you until you found out the truth?
My name is Karolina, I’m 42 years old, and I’ve been married to Daniel for 12 years. We have two sons—ten and five years old—and together we have built a busy but wonderful life. I never had any reason not to trust him. We shared everything—phones, plans, dreams.
When his phone vibrated while he was doing the dishes, he would usually ask me: «Read it to me, please.» That’s why, when his phone vibrated last Tuesday, I didn’t even hesitate before picking it up.
I looked at the screen and saw a message from an unknown number: «I’M PREGNANT.»
At first, I laughed and shouted to him: «This isn’t for you, honey! Someone is telling you they’re pregnant!»
I was about to show him the screen.
Daniel turned his head, hands still under the running water, and smiled briefly. «That’s weird,» he said, shrugging. «Delete it.»
Worrying Suspicion
That night, lying in bed, I couldn’t get his strange reaction out of my head. I turned to him in the dark.
«Daniel?» I whispered. «Are you asleep?»
«Mmm,» he mumbled, sleepy. «What is it?»
«Do you remember that message today? It seemed… strange to me. You got rid of it too quickly.»
He reached out to me under the covers and took my hand. «Karolina, my darling, you’re imagining things. Come here.» He pulled me close, but that feeling of unease wouldn’t go away.
I looked at him and said: «Weren’t you even curious to know who might have gotten the wrong number?»
«Probably spam,» he said, yawning. «Let’s not let this ruin our life, okay?»
I had doubts. Something about the way he had dismissed that message so quickly seemed strange to me. But I told myself I was perhaps just being paranoid. It was probably just a simple mistake.
But two days later, another message arrived.
«I’ll be waiting for you at La Bella Vita on Friday. I’ve booked a table for 7:00 PM. See you soon. I love you.»
The Truth That Hit Me
My heart sank to my feet. This could no longer be a mistake. The first message was strange, but this one… it spoke for itself.
That evening, after the kids had gone to sleep, I asked Daniel: «Have you received any other strange messages?»
He didn’t even blink. «No,» he replied, grabbing the remote.
«Are you sure?»
He looked at me, his face remaining calm but in a detached way. «Yes! It’s just someone joking around. Forget it, honey.»
I took the remote from his hands and turned off the TV. The screen went black, but my thoughts wouldn’t settle. Why is Daniel lying to me?
On Friday, he said he had a late-night meeting.
«I’ll have dinner with the boys,» I replied, trying to hide my anxiety.
«Sorry, honey,» he said, putting on his jacket. «I’ll make it up to you this weekend.»
As soon as he left, I grabbed my keys and called a babysitter. My hands were shaking so much I could barely dial the number.
Discovery
La Bella Vita is an expensive restaurant, ideal for romantic dates. It wasn’t a place for business meetings.
Sitting in the car in the parking lot, I gripped the steering wheel, trying to decide: go in or leave? But if I ignored it, would I be able to forgive myself?
I walked into the restaurant at 7:30 PM.
«Do you have a reservation?» the hostess asked me.
«No,» I replied, scanning the room with my eyes.
And then I saw him.
Daniel was sitting at a table near the window.
But he wasn’t alone.
He was holding another woman’s hand.
I walked closer and saw a young girl of about 17 or 18. Next to her was a woman similar in age to me, but who seemed to really want to make a good impression.
«So this was your ‘business meeting’?» I hissed.
Daniel looked up abruptly, his eyes widening. «Karolina! What are you doing here?»
I crossed my arms. «Explain.»
Daniel took a deep breath. «It’s… complicated. Karolina, this is my daughter, Sophie. And this is her mother, Liza.»
A DAUGHTER?!
The world spun around me.
«You never told me you had a daughter!»
«Because I didn’t know!» his voice trembled. «I just found out.»
Liza sniffled. «We broke up under less than ideal conditions. I didn’t think he would want to know.»
«And why say this now?» I shot her a direct look.
«Because Sophie is pregnant,» Liza replied. «And we need financial help.»
I looked at Daniel. «And you didn’t even think to talk to me about it first?!»
«I wanted to…»
«When? Before or after writing a check for them?»
The Final Blow
Sophie started crying. «I don’t need money! I just wanted to know my father…»
But something about her words seemed… rehearsed.
«Fine,» I said. «If Daniel is going to help them, I want proof. A DNA test and confirmation of the pregnancy.»
Liza got angry. «How dare you accuse us?!»
«Because this concerns my family. If you are honest, it won’t be a problem.»
Family Games
The meeting ended in a scandal.
A week later, we discovered the truth: it was a fraudulent scheme.
Liza and Sophie were using this story to extort money from Liza’s former partners.
Daniel was in shock.
«I really believed I had a daughter…»
I took him in my arms.
«You were naive. But never let anyone take advantage of you like that again.»
He hugged me tightly.
«Thank you for being strong when I couldn’t be.»
I kissed him on the cheek. «We are a team. But if you lie again, the team will break.»
«Never again,» he promised.
We got through this ordeal stronger. And now I knew for sure: sometimes, the hardest moments show us what makes fighting for one’s family truly worthwhile.
