My Husband Called Me A “Worthless Incubator” And Left While I Was 6 Months Pregnant. Now He’s Back To Steal A $200k Inheritance Using My Name. How Do I Make Him Regret Every Single Day?

Turning the Tables

His whole attitude changed right there in front of me. Suddenly he wanted to talk things through like reasonable adults. Said we could work something out that benefited both of us. Maybe split the inheritance 50/50 and work out a custody arrangement that gave us equal time with Haley.

He actually used the word partnership like we were business associates instead of a man who’d abandoned his pregnant wife. I watched him try to smile at me the way he used to when he wanted something and it made my skin crawl.

This was the same person who’d blocked my number before he even left the driveway. Who’d ignored every update about his daughter’s first two years of life. Now he wanted to negotiate because he finally understood I had power.

I told him exactly what I wanted and didn’t sugarcoat any of it. Full custody with him getting supervised visitation if he completed parenting classes and proved he could be consistent. Every single penny of child support he owed for the past two years calculated at his old corporate salary since he’d deliberately hidden income. A fair division of the inheritance since we were legally married when his father died.

Brett’s eyes went wide and I could actually see him doing math in his head. Two years of child support at his old salary would be around $40,000. Add in legal fees and half the inheritance and he was looking at walking away with maybe 60 or 70,000 instead of the full 200.

His jaw clenched and he asked if I was trying to punish him. I said no. I was trying to get what Haley deserved from the father who’d pretended she didn’t exist.

That’s when he got nasty again. Said he’d fight me for custody out of pure spite. Drag this through court for years until I was completely broke and broken. Threatened to tell the judge I was an unfit mother who kept his daughter from him. That I’d poisoned Haley against her own father.

I let him finish his little rant and then pulled up more files on my phone. Voice recordings of him complaining about Haley crying at night, saying she was ruining his sleep and he couldn’t wait to move out again. Text messages to his gym buddies calling her a mistake and saying he should have pushed harder for me to terminate the pregnancy.

Photos Kaia had taken of him making out with some woman on my couch while Haley’s toys were scattered on the floor 3 ft away. I asked him how he thought that would play in front of a family court judge.

Allies and Enemies

The next morning my phone rang at 7 and it was Brett’s mom. She didn’t even say hello, just launched right into demanding to know what I was doing to her son. Said I was being vindictive and cruel trying to keep Brett from his rightful inheritance over some petty grudge. Asked how I could be so heartless when Brett’s father had just died and he was grieving.

I switched the phone to speaker and kept making Haley’s breakfast while she talked. She went on about how Brett had made mistakes but he was trying to make things right and I was punishing him for being human. Never once asked about Haley or acknowledged that her son had abandoned his pregnant wife and infant daughter. Just wanted to know why I was making things difficult for poor Brett.

I waited until she ran out of steam and then spoke in the calmest voice I could manage. Told her that Brett had walked out when I was six months pregnant and called me a “worthless incubator.” That he’d blocked my number and refused to help with anything related to Haley for two solid years. That he’d never sent money, never asked about doctor appointments or milestones, never even asked what we named his daughter.

That he’d only come back when he needed my signature for money and had been bringing dates into my home while his toddler daughter was here.

She went completely silent on the other end. Then she said in this cold voice that I must have done something to deserve it. That good men didn’t just leave for no reason. Said: “Maybe if I’d been a better wife Brett wouldn’t have needed to find happiness elsewhere.” Then she hung up on me before I could respond.

Kaia showed up that afternoon with two bags of groceries and a determined look on her face. She’d been my neighbor since before Haley was born and had watched the whole situation unfold. Put the groceries away while I got Haley settled with her blocks and then sat down at my kitchen table with a notebook.

Said she’d been keeping detailed notes every time Brett brought a woman home including dates and times and descriptions. Had written down every complaint he’d made about Haley crying or needing things. Every time he’d eaten my food or used my stuff without asking.

She’d even taken photos of his dates’ cars in the parking lot as proof of the timeline. Told me she’d testify in court if I needed her to. That she was sick of watching him treat me and Haley like we were nothing. I hugged her and tried not to cry because having someone actually believe me and support me felt overwhelming after years of doing everything alone.