My Husband Left Me Outside for Two Hours with a Broken Leg Because He Didn’t Want to Hurt His Back Before a Boys’ Trip – His Grandpa’s Response Left Him Speechless
My husband looked stunned.
“You can’t be serious.”
Walter folded his arms. “Oh, I’m very serious because leaving your pregnant and injured wife stranded outside because you didn’t want to miss a fishing trip is crazy business.”
Albert opened his mouth, but Walter cut him off.
“And if I hear one complaint about your back, or if I see you sitting around while Mandy’s lifting a finger, I’ll force the sale of this house myself.”
Walter cut him off.
Albert stared at him in disbelief.
“Try me.”
***
My husband signed the papers the following morning. Not because he wanted to, but because he knew Walter meant every word.
For the first few days, there was tension in the house.
Albert stomped around while unloading groceries, slammed cabinet doors, and folded laundry as if he were being personally tortured.
His grandfather stayed for another month to make sure things remained exactly the way they were supposed to.
There was tension in the house.
***
Every morning, Walter sat quietly at the kitchen table with coffee and a newspaper while Albert washed dishes.
Once, I hobbled in and caught my husband scrubbing burnt sauce off a pan while muttering under his breath.
Walter looked up from the newspaper.
“Something you’d like to say?”
Albert immediately shook his head.
“Good answer.”
I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from laughing!
“Something you’d like to say?”
***
The strange thing was that after a couple of weeks, something started changing.
My husband stopped acting angry every second of the day. The slamming stopped first. Then the attitude softened little by little.
***
One evening, I woke up from a nap and smelled food cooking.
I made my way into the kitchen and found Albert standing over the stove, carefully stirring soup.
