My Wife Waited Years to Become a Mother – but Just Four Weeks After the Adoption, I Came Home and Found Her Crying: ‘We’re Not Parents Anymore!’

It wasn’t panic anymore. It was a kind of icy clarity. A fire that burned cold and bright.

I nodded slowly and forced myself to sit down across from her.

“Alright,” I said.

“You need money. Tell me exactly what that means.”

Melissa blinked, thrown off for a moment. She looked at me, probably expecting outrage, begging, maybe even threats.

But I just stared at her, calmly.

“I mean, how much are we talking?” I asked. “And how do you imagine this working?”

Her voice steadied. She had rehearsed this.

“I want $15,000,” she said.

“In cash. No bank transfers. No checks.

You give it to me, and I’ll withdraw my request. You keep her. That’s it.”

Megan choked on a sob and stormed out of the room.

I could hear her go upstairs, her footsteps frantic. Rhea stirred on the baby monitor.

I looked back at Melissa. “Do you really think this is going to work?”

Her expression didn’t change.

“I don’t care what you think. I know the law is on my side. I’ve talked to someone.”

She didn’t say who, but it was clear someone had gotten to her — maybe a friend, a lawyer, or a relative who smelled money.

But what Melissa didn’t know — and what I didn’t plan on telling her — was that our home security system recorded both video and audio.

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