Everything started three years ago, when Artyom brought his fiancée and his future mother-in-law to meet his parents. Tamara Viktorovna, Artyom’s mother, immediately understood: the girl was a good one.

  Everything began three years ago, when Artyom brought his fiancée and her mother to meet his parents. Tamara Viktorovna, Artyom’s mother, immediately understood: the girl was a good one. Katya was a student at the teacher-training college—modest, well-mannered, from a “decent family.” True, when it turned out that this “decent family” meant a single … Read more

Bringing his mistress to the corporate party, the husband announced the divorce, and the wife immediately moved to plan “A,” then plan “B” and “C.”

  “Be careful with your words,” Angela said, addressing her husband without taking her eyes off the glass of champagne she slowly turned in her hands. Denis smiled — finally, his wife was paying attention to him. All evening she seemed not to notice his presence, even though he was the reason for the celebration. … Read more

The mother-in-law sent her daughter-in-law to pick mushrooms in a deserted fir forest, but she did not return alone.

 “Zinaida Nikitishna, there probably aren’t any mushrooms left!” Tanya exclaimed with annoyance, spreading her hands. “If not, then not!” the mother-in-law persisted. “But maybe there’s still something left? Get ready, we’ll be quick!” Zinaida Nikitishna, as always, wasn’t going to listen to any objections. Tanya had just returned from the garden—her back hurt, her legs … Read more

When Natalya came home, she found her husband Nikita in a state of extreme anxiety. He was pacing the room nervously, dialing a number on his phone over and over again.

  When Natalya came home, she found her husband Nikita in a very worried state. He was nervously pacing from corner to corner, constantly dialing a number on his phone. “Hi, sweetheart,” Natalya said lightly, pretending not to notice how wound up he was. “What’s for dinner?” Nikita seemed not to hear her and kept … Read more

— It was you who invited them to Moscow, not me! So you can find them beds yourselves, I snapped, not even asking them to come in.

  Alyona woke up early, as always. Outside the window it was only just beginning to get light, but inside her the familiar bustle was already rising—she had to make breakfast, get her husband ready for work, and then deal with her own tasks. The three-room apartment in the center of Moscow demanded attention: dust … Read more

I’m ashamed to take you to the banquet,” my husband said. An hour later, the whole elite was staring at his “gray mouse

“I’m ashamed to take you to the banquet,” Denis didn’t even look up from his phone. “There will be people there. Normal people.” Nadezhda stood by the refrigerator with a carton of milk in her hand. Twelve years of marriage. Two kids. And now—ashamed. “I’ll wear the black dress. The one you bought me.” “It’s … Read more

-Where’s dinner? Why is the table empty?” the husband blurted out. “Right where your money is!” his wife snapped back.

So, what is it? What are you going to treat me to today, wife? Oh man, I’m starving! I could eat a whole bull right now!” Mikhail burst noisily into the apartment, back from work. He was sure his wife—who always came home earlier than he did—was already there, as usual, cooking in the kitchen … Read more

“The apartment belongs to my mother. No court will take your side.”

 “What delicate earrings you have, Anya,” her mother-in-law, Lyudmila Ivanovna, lightly touched the jewelry with her fingers. “Thank you,” Anya gave a strained smile, hoping that Pavel would soon come back from working in the yard. She didn’t like being left alone with her mother-in-law. She loved Pavel, but things with his mother just didn’t … Read more

The owner paid an incognito visit to his own café and uncovered the identity of an unscrupulous employee.

 The little bell above the door chimed softly, almost inaudibly, but that sound had always been special to him. Viktor Orlov stepped into “Orlov Café,” the establishment that had once been his dream and had since become a network of four locations across the city. He wore a simple dark jacket, worn jeans, and a … Read more