My husband borrowed $30K from my father for his business, but now he’s denying that the deal ever took place.

I didn’t know what to do. I felt trapped and betrayed. How could the man I loved turn into someone I didn’t even recognize?

It felt like my world was falling apart. And that’s when I realized I had to do something. I had to find a way to fix this, for my dad’s sake and mine.

I couldn’t sleep that night. Tom’s betrayal kept playing over and over in my mind. How could he lie like that and pretend nothing happened?

He was ready to throw away our marriage and accuse my dad of something so awful. I knew I had to take action. I had to protect my dad and get his money back.

Then, an idea hit me. It was a little crazy, but desperate times called for desperate measures. I decided to fake a pregnancy.

Tom would never want to pay child support for the next eighteen years, so maybe he’d settle for a one-time payment to make things right. The next morning, I called my dad. “Dad, I have a plan, but it’s a bit… unconventional,” I said, hesitating.

“Sweetheart, I’m listening,” he replied. His voice was gentle but concerned. “I’m going to pretend I’m pregnant.

I think it’s the only way to make Tom pay us back.”

There was a pause. Then he said, “Are you sure about this?”Continue reading…