My Mother-in-law Fed Me “special Soup” That Caused My Three Miscarriages. I Caught Her On A Hidden Camera In A Hydrangea Vase. How Should I Execute My Final Revenge?

A New Beginning

As Eleanor Vance approached with the stroller, Richard didn’t ask about the meeting. He simply came to her side, his voice as soft as a spring breeze.

“Do you want to take a walk? The air in the park is very nice today.”

Eleanor nodded. She needed a moment of calm to sort out her thoughts. The meeting, though brief, had had a great impact. It was like a final gust of wind that blew away the last remaining dust in her heart. She felt light, wonderfully serene. They walked side by side along the small gravel path under the arches of green trees.

Little Clara had woken up; her dark eyes looked around curiously. The silence between them was not awkward; on the contrary, it was full of understanding. After a long while, it was Eleanor who broke the silence. She looked at Richard, her eyes sincere and a little embarrassed.

“Richard, about what you told me at the picnic… I’ve thought about it a lot.”

Richard stopped. He turned to look at her with a flicker of hope in his eyes but still tried to remain calm so as not to pressure her. Eleanor took a deep breath as if gathering all her courage to say the words that came from the bottom of her heart.

“I was very scared. I was afraid of trusting a man again. The old wounds were too deep, and they made me think I could never love again.”

She looked up and met his eyes, her cheeks slightly flushed, her voice a little shaky but immensely firm.

“But over time, your sincerity, patience, and warmth made me realize that not all men are the same. And I realized I have feelings for you too. I don’t know when it started. Maybe it was when you always showed up when I needed you most, or maybe it was when I saw the way you played so tenderly with Clara. I just know that by your side, I feel peaceful and secure.”

Eleanor’s confession left Richard stunned for a moment, and then immense joy flooded his eyes. He said nothing. He slowly reached out and took her hand. The warmth of his palm transmitted, warming her entire heart. They found a nearby stone bench and sat down, their hands still intertwined. Richard looked at her, his voice was emotional.

“Eleanor, thank you. Thank you for giving me and yourself a chance.”

They sat together watching little Clara, who was curiously trying to reach for a fallen yellow leaf. They made no grand promises or passionate gestures; a simple handshake and a look of understanding were enough to say it all. The sun slowly set, dyeing the entire park a warm orange.

Together they pushed Clara’s stroller home. The shadows of the two of them stretched out on the path, intertwining, creating a picture of a happy and peaceful family. Eleanor Vance knew she was taking the firmest steps towards happiness, a happiness she deserved, a quiet, lasting happiness built on the foundation of respect and sincere love.

“Daddy”

After the sincere declaration of love and the warm handshake in the park, the relationship of Eleanor Vance and Richard Mendes entered a new phase. It was no longer friendship nor a passionate love, but a deep lasting affection. He became an indispensable part of the mother and daughter’s daily life. He didn’t move in with them, but almost every evening he came for dinner, helped her clean up, played with Clara, and left after the little girl fell asleep.

He did everything naturally and measuredly, which made Eleanor feel very comfortable and respected. For little Clara, Uncle Richard’s presence had become a familiar and joyful thing in her small world. Uncle Richard was the person who could throw her into the air and catch her safely, the one who patiently spent hours assembling complex models, the one with a deep voice who told the best fairy tales. She adored him, trusted him unconditionally.

Eleanor smiled happily seeing this bond, secretly thanking fate for bringing this man into her life. One evening as the three of them were playing together on the living room rug, Clara was trying to stack a tall tower with wooden blocks, but it kept falling over. The little girl looked frustrated, pouting. Richard smiled, took a larger block, put it as the base, and said gently to the girl,

“Sweetheart, we need to build a very solid base so the tower won’t fall down. Try again.”

“Okay.”

Clara looked at him. Then she looked at the block, seeming to understand. She picked up another block, but instead of placing it herself, she lifted her large round eyes to Richard, holding out the block with her small hand, and then a tender but clear sound came from her small mouth.

“Daddy!”

Both Eleanor and Richard froze, almost breathless. Clara, seeing that he didn’t react, called out again with a more impatient tone, more clearly.

“Daddy, stack!”

At that moment, time seemed to stand still. Richard felt his heart being enveloped by a warm wave, an intense emotion he had never experienced. He had waited for this day, but he didn’t expect it to come so suddenly and so sweetly. He leaned down and hugged the little girl tightly, his voice with emotion.

“Yes, Daddy’s here. Daddy will stack it for you.”

Eleanor, sitting opposite, witnessed everything. Tears rolled down her cheeks. They were tears of fulfillment. Clara’s call of daddy was not just a word; it was a recognition, the purest approval from a child’s innocent soul. It proved that Richard’s sincere love had been felt and reciprocated by her daughter. It was also the affirmation that their small family, a family rebuilt from the rubble, was now truly complete.

Richard hugged Clara, lifted his head to look at Eleanor, his eyes also shone with tears. He smiled at her, a smile of indescribable happiness. Eleanor smiled back at him through her tears. They had a family, a real family.

The Secret Revealed

Clara’s call of daddy became the most powerful catalyst, breaking the last remaining barrier in Eleanor Vance’s heart. The relationship between her and Richard became closer and more natural than ever. He no longer left every night; he had become the man of the family, sharing with her all the joys and sorrows, caring for and raising Clara together. Eleanor’s life was now filled with laughter and warmth, a simple happiness she had thought she would never achieve.

One night, on the anniversary of when they officially started being together, after Clara fell asleep, they sat on the windy balcony enjoying a glass of wine under the romantic yellow light. They reminisced about the journey they had taken. Eleanor rested her head on Richard’s shoulder, her voice was a little dreamy.

“Sometimes I still can’t believe how things have changed. I remember perfectly the desperate feeling of that day when I discovered the strange perfume on James’s jacket. If it hadn’t been for that coincidence, maybe Clara and I wouldn’t be so peaceful now.”

Richard was silent for a moment, put down his wine glass, hugged her tighter, looked into her eyes, his voice deep and with a hint of hesitation.

“Eleanor, actually your discovery of the truth wasn’t entirely a coincidence.”

Eleanor was surprised, lifted her head to look at him.

“What do you mean?”

Richard took a deep breath as if preparing to reveal a long-held secret. He didn’t want to deceive her, not even about a small thing. He told her that since their college days, he had always secretly followed her. He had buried that feeling because he knew she already had someone in her heart. After graduation, they lost contact, but he still received news about her through some mutual friends.

Once at a social reception for lawyers and entrepreneurs, he happened to see James with a very beautiful young girl, and their gestures were unusually intimate. His gut told him something bad was happening. He was very worried about Eleanor. He wondered what he should do. He couldn’t tell her directly; without proof, it would be too abrupt and might put her in a difficult situation. But if he did nothing, he was afraid she would get hurt.

Richard looked at her, his eyes full of sincerity.

“So I did something that was maybe a little nosy. I used a fake email to send you a very short anonymous message with just one line: Pay attention to your mother-in-law’s soups.”

Eleanor was completely stunned. She remembered that she had indeed received a strange email around that time. At that time, she thought it was junk mail or that someone had sent it by mistake and deleted it without much thought. But that vague warning had planted a seed of doubt in her heart, making her more sensitive to the unusual signs later on, from the seat position to the perfume smell.

It turned out that her protector had not appeared when she sought him out but had been there long before, silently and anonymously. She looked at the man beside her, her heart flooded with an indescribable emotion. It was astonishment, gratitude, and above all, a deep love. He was not the prince who appeared at the end of the story to rescue the princess, but the knight who had secretly guarded her castle even before the storm came.

Eleanor said nothing, just wrapped her arms around his neck, hiding her face in his strong chest, and tears fell again.

“Thank you, Richard. Thank you for everything.”

The Proposal

After the night Richard confessed the secret of the anonymous email, the love Eleanor Vance felt for him became deeper and more complete. She realized that her destiny seemed to have been sealed a long time ago. He was her benefactor, her protector sent by heaven into her life.

Her life continued in days of simple happiness. He was a perfect partner, a wonderful father. He took her and Clara to the park, he read stories to her daughter every night, he shared her work pressures and the small joys of life.

One late autumn afternoon, Richard told her he wanted to take her to a special place. He had asked a trusted nanny to take care of Clara for a few hours. Eleanor was curious but happily agreed. He drove to the waterfront. The sun was slowly setting, dyeing the entire sky and the river a romantic orange. The lights of the skyscrapers on the other side of the river began to light up, creating a beautiful and magnificent landscape.

They walked hand in hand along the riverbank. The cool breeze blew gently, bringing with it the chill of the water. When they stopped at a spot with a panoramic view, Richard suddenly turned to look at her, his eyes deep and full of intense affection. He took both her hands, his voice deep and sincere.

“Eleanor, do you know, during the darkest years of my life when I thought I had lost the woman I loved most, your image gave me the motivation to keep going. I told myself I had to be strong, I had to be successful so that one day if we had the chance to meet again, I could have the right to stand by your side and protect you.”

Eleanor’s heart was deeply moved by his words. He continued.

“And now that you are really by my side, I feel like the luckiest man in the world. I don’t want to promise you big things. I just want to promise you one thing: I will use the rest of my life to bring peace and laughter to you and Clara. I will build a solid fortress so that no storm can ever harm you two again.”

With that said, in front of Eleanor’s astonished and emotional gaze, Richard slowly knelt down on one knee, took out a dark blue velvet box from his pocket, opened it, and inside was an exquisitely and elegantly designed diamond ring. The sparkle of the diamonds mingled with the city lights creating a mesmerizing beauty. He looked up at her, his eyes full of love and expectation.

“Eleanor Vance, will you marry me? So that I can spend my whole life taking care of you and our daughter?”

Tears of happiness streamed down Eleanor’s cheeks. She couldn’t speak, only able to nod repeatedly. She had been through a long dark and cold winter, and now this man had brought all the warmth of spring into her life. Richard was overjoyed. He carefully placed the ring on her ring finger and stood up to hug her tightly under the glowing sunset. With the entire beautiful city as a witness, they shared a deep kiss, a kiss that testified to a love that had overcome all trials and found a safe harbor.