My Mother-in-Law Blames Me for Cheating on Her Son, A DNA test proved her wrong, but it also revealed the most astonishing truth no one expected. === “You are a wh-” my mother-in-law, Georgia, stared with a sneer. But my husband, Hans, interrupted her before she could get the insult out. My mother-in-law never liked me much, and criticizing me was her favorite hobby, apparently. “Wait a minute, Hans’s blood is B+? How come I never knew this?” he asked, looking at both her son and his wife. She shook her head and blurted, “I knew it. I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!” “What did you know, Mom? What’s going on?” Hans asked, confused. He gave me a side-eye as if I had the answers, but I was just as stunned by her outburst. “That baby is not my grandson! Hans, listen to me. You’re not the father! Barbara is clearly cheating on you! Look at him! His nose is completely different, and his skin tone is not like our family!” Georgie continued, and I couldn’t keep my poker face anymore. “Excuse me?” I asked, offended. “Mother! That’s preposterous! You have to not right to make such an accusation. Barbara has never cheated on me, and I know that this baby is my son. 100%!” Hans defended me, but his mother was red-faced, and her histrionics were about to get worse. She began insulting me, but my husband interrupted her, asking her to apologize again. That was when my father-in-law got involved. She quieted and let her husband speak. “Hans, listen to your mother. She has a certain intuition for these things,” Manny suggested calmly. I just shook my head at the man. He and I have never had problems, mostly because he was quiet. But I knew for a fact that he was his wife’s enabler. I was not sure if he actually believed I cheated or if he was just playing along. “Dad! How can you say that? In our house? Right in front of my wife?” Hans questioned, and I recognized the pain in his voice. He wanted this moment to be special, but they had ruined it with these accusations. Manny raised her hands. “There’s a simple solution here. You can get a DNA test, and we’ll see the truth,” he continued, shaking his head as if it was the simplest option in the world. I still couldn’t believe it, but I was tongue-tied. “No!” “YOU WILL GET THAT TEST IMMEDIATELY!” his mother burst out after being quiet for only a few minutes, and I flinched at that. “That’s it. Get out of my house. If you don’t want to meet your grandson, that’s fine with me,” I told them and took my child to the nursery room. I heard some more yelling, but my husband eventually made them leave. When the baby fell asleep, I went to the living room, and we talked for a while. We agreed that we would go low contact with them until they apologized. Unfortunately, my mother-in-law convinced her side of the family that I had cheated and that the baby was not Hans’. We were getting messages from everyone. Some demanded we get a DNA test and others insulted me. People I hadn’t even met did this. I finally broke down. I couldn’t take it anymore. I also saw the pain in my husband’s eyes every time he heard a notification on my phone. “Let’s do it. Let’s get the DNA test and shut them all up once and for all,” I told him, and we did… (continue reading in the 1st comment)

A woman’s mother-in-law accused her of infidelity and declared her husband couldn’t father the child. A DNA test disproved her and provided the most surprising reality.

“You are a wh-” my mother-in-law, Georgia, sneered. Before she could insult, my husband Hans interrupted her.

“Mother! This is not how you address my wife. Apologize now!” After his mother’s chaos, he demanded.

Georgia and my father-in-law, Manny, came over to greet our baby for the first time since his hospital birth. They had only seen him in the delivery ward, but we urged our family to give us time to bond and adjust to this new, lovely reality as three of us.

But after a month, we welcomed guests. I was nervous about Georgia and Manny coming, even though they had behaved well at the hospital. It seems my mother-in-law liked criticizing me and never liked me.

Wait, Hans has B+ blood? Why did I not know? He asked, eyeing her son and his wife.

They came anyhow, mostly because others had posted photos of my baby on social media. The evening was expected to be spectacular, so Hans invited them.

I noticed anything weird when she entered. My kind invitation to spend time with Hans Jr. backfired when Georgia rejected.

She shook her head and shouted, “I knew. I knew! I knew! I knew!”

Mom, what did you know? What’s up?” Hans inquired perplexed. He side-eyeed me as if I knew the answers, but her explosion stunned me too.

My grandson is not that baby! Hans, hear me. You’re not dad! Barbara cheated on you! Look at him! He has a different nose and skin tone than our family!” Georgie kept talking, and I lost my poker face.

Excuse me? I asked, offended.

“Mother! That’s absurd! You must be wrong to accuse. I know this baby is my son because Barbara has never cheated on me. 100%!” Hans supported me, but his mother was red-faced and prepared to grow crazier.

My husband stopped her from insulting me and asked her to apologize again. Then my father-in-law intervened. Her spouse spoke while she remained silent.

Hans, obey your mommy. Manny mentioned calmly that she has an intuition. I shook my head at him. He was calm, so we never had problems. But I knew he enabled his wife. I wasn’t sure if he thought I cheated or was simply playing along.

“Dad! How to say it? In our house? In front of my wife? Hans asked, and I heard his agony. These charges spoiled this lovely moment.

Manny put up hands. “A simple solution exists. You can have a DNA test, and we’ll see the truth,” he said, shaking his head like it was the easiest option. It was unbelievable, but I was tongue-tied.

“No!”

“YOU WILL GET THAT TEST ASAP!” I flinched when his mother yelled after a few minutes of silence.

“Finished. Leave my house. If you don’t want to see your grandchild, that’s great,” I said, taking my child to the nursery.

After further ranting, my husband had them go. I chatted in the living room after the baby fell asleep. We agreed to keep communications low until they apologized.

Unfortunately, my mother-in-law convinced her family that I cheated and the kid wasn’t Hans’. We received messages from everyone. Some requested a DNA test and humiliated me. This was done by strangers.

Finally broke down. My patience ran out. At every phone notification, my husband’s eyes filled with pain. “Do it. I told him to get the DNA test and end it all, and we did.

Hans was clearly the father, but we had to have the in-laws over again to share the results.