At Husbands Funeral Wife Meets a Woman with His Baby in Her Arms – Story of the Day

Nancys life is turned upside down at her husbands funeral when she encounters an older woman holding a baby. The woman claims the child she is carrying is Nancys late husbands. Is she lying? Or do more shocking revelations await Nancy?

Nancy looked at the final traces of her husbands funeral service. She couldnt believe Patrick was gone. He had died in a car accident. It had been a week, but she could still feel him around her. How could he be dead?

With a heavy heart, she headed toward the cemeterys exit, telling herself she had to start figuring out the rest of her life.

Suddenly, an older woman with a baby blocked her path.

“Are you Nancy?” the woman asked while the baby in her arms cried.

Nancy didnt recognize her. Who was she?

“I am. Who are you?” Nancy replied.

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Nancys heart wasnt ready when the woman, Amanda, revealed the baby in her arms was Patricks child.

“Only you can look after this child now,” she told Nancy. “Her mother cant provide for her.”

A shiver ran down Nancys spine. She stared at the baby and backed away.

“No, it cant be! Patrick was a loving husband. He would never do this to me!”

Nancy turned around and left. She would never doubt Patrick.

“Watch out!”

Nancy bumped into one of Patricks old friends, Mike. She was too lost in her thoughts to notice where she was heading.

Mike started chatting with her, offering his condolences. Nancy didnt want to talk to anyone, but she had to be courteous. She finished the conversation as soon as she could and headed to her car.

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The babys thoughts replayed in her mind, but she dismissed them. However, as Nancy opened her car door, she was shocked. The same baby lay in her back seat, crying.

Nancy looked around. Amanda was nowhere to be seen. “How did this baby even get here?” she wondered.

It was cold, so Nancy removed her jacket and began wrapping it around the little one.

But she froze when she noticed a birthmark on the babys neck. “It cant be,” she muttered to herself.

The birthmark was exactly like Patricks. Nancy didnt want to suspect her late husband of cheating. But now, she needed the truth. She needed to know if Patrick had been unfaithful to her.

Nancy drove home with the baby, took Patricks hair strands from his hairbrush, and went to a hospital.

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“Hello, Id like to get a paternity test done,” she told the receptionist at the counter.

“OK, maam. Normally, it takes a few days to get the results,” the woman said.

“Can it be done quicker?” Nancy asked. “Ill pay extra.”

“Well, we do have expedited service. Let me see what I can do. But it will cost you more.”

“Ill take it,” Nancy replied. She submitted Patricks samples and paid for the test.

Sitting in the hallway, she was awaiting the results when the baby started crying. Nancy sniffed the babys clothes. Her diaper didnt need a change.

Nancy guessed she must have been hungry. There was still time before the results came in, so she drove to a supermarket and bought baby formula, bottles, and a few diapers — just in case she needed them.

She returned to the hallway and sat there, feeding the formula to the baby. After what seemed like an eternity, a nurse approached her with the results.

The woman handed her an envelope and walked away.

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“This is the truth, and Ill have to accept it whether I like it or not,” Nancy thought as she opened the results.

Her head seemed to spin when she read the words, “Paternity rate – 99%.”

Nancy looked at the sleeping baby in her arms and swallowed the tears in her eyes. Patrick had cheated on her and kept her in the dark.

Nancy decided she would not live with the proof of his infidelity forever. She would find the babys mother and give the baby back to her.

Pulling herself together, Nancy drove home and began going through Patricks things. But she didnt find anything that could point her to his lover. She moved to his office next, searching his drawers, files, and cabinets. But nothing.

Nancy sighed. The baby was asleep in the living room. Grabbing the baby monitor, she headed to Patricks car. She searched under the seats, in the glove compartment, and in all the nooks and crannies of the vehicle. But she didnt find anything significant.

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Nancy sank into the drivers seat when her eyes landed on the GPS. And it was then it hit her. Patrick was terrible at directions and always used the navigator. If he had ever visited his mistress house, that is where she would find her address.

Nancy went straight to recent destinations on the navigator. The list wasnt long, mostly familiar places: local restaurants, the hardware store, and Patricks office. But then, one address caught her eye—it appeared more frequently than others, and she didnt recognize it.

“This is it,” she thought. She took the baby with her and drove to the address.

***

Arriving there, Nancy found herself in front of a modest house. She scooped the baby in her arms, walked to the front door, and knocked.

“Hello? Anyone home?” she asked.

After the tenth knock, when nobody answered the door, Nancy concluded the house was empty. She looked around and decided to approach the neighbors. She started with the house next door and rang the doorbell.

The door opened with a creak, and Nancys eyes widened when Amanda stepped out.

“You?” Nancy asked.

“How…how did you find me?” Amanda stuttered.

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“I was trying to find my husbands…” Nancy paused. “His other woman. I wanted to return her baby.”

A strange sadness flashed across Amandas face. “The woman who lived next door… died a few days ago. She had a heart attack when she learned about your husbands accident. Emma is no more.”

“Wait…did you say Emma?” Nancy asked, shocked.

“Yes,” Amanda nodded. “Did you know her?”

“Was…Was her last name Warren?”

When Amanda nodded, Nancy hung her head in shame. “Can-Can I come inside?” she asked. “Theres something Id like to tell you. I feel I could use some talk.”

Amanda opened the door wider for her, and Nancy stepped inside. They settled in the living room. “Emma was my classmate,” Nancy began recounting her past. “She was also my friend. But I wronged her and…Patrick…”

20 years ago…

Nancy and Patrick were in their schools hallway. She was standing next to her locker when Patrick approached her.

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“Hey, Nancy,” he said quietly, and she looked at him.

“I…I need to tell you something,” Patrick added anxiously.

“Hey,” she smiled. “Yes?”

“I…Im in love with someone else, Nancy,” he confessed. “I know youve been really kind and everything, but Im sorry.”

Nancy was shocked. “Tell me its a joke, Patrick,” she cried. “You cant be serious!”

But Patrick was serious. Patrick was head over heels in love with Emma, and Emma loved him, too.

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Nancy was so distraught that day that she returned home in tears.

“Sweetie, whats wrong?” Her mother immediately sensed something had happened at school.

Nancy sobbed as she told her how Patrick had broken up with her.

“I want to break them up!” she yelled. “I wont let them be together!”

“Nancy, you wont be able to create your own happiness by destroying someone elses,” her mother advised her. “Revenge is never an option. Forget about him.”

But Nancy was fueled with the desire for revenge.

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In the next few days, Nancy tried everything she could to drive Patrick and Emma apart—she spread silly rumors, planned coincidental run-ins where shed flaunt newfound confidence, and even stooped to sending anonymous notes, trying to stir up jealousy.

However, nothing worked. Emma seemed happy, wrapped up in her and Patricks world and Nancy was left on the outside, her plans crumbling uselessly around her.

But Nancy wasnt the one to give up. One night, she had the perfect idea to drive a wedge between Emma and Patrick.

“Hello, Nancy, how are you?” Nancy visited Patrick, and the door was answered by this mother.

“Im fine, Mrs. White. Is Patrick home?”

“Yes, dear. Let me get him.”

Patrick was confused to see her on his doorstep. “Nancy? Whats going on?”

“I know this will come as a shock to you, Patrick, but…Im-Im pregnant!” she announced.

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December 17, 2024

Patrick was shocked and terrified. “What…but…Are you sure?”

When she nodded, Patrick invited her inside. She told him she hadnt told her parents yet because she was scared. Nancy said her father would definitely be against it and force her to terminate the pregnancy. So she begged Patrick not to tell anyone about it and noticed how easily he succumbed to her lie.

Patrick was a responsible guy. Nancy knew that. He held her hands and said, “Im the childs father, so Ill take the responsibility for our baby. And yes, dont worry; this will stay between us.”

Present-day…

“I used him. I lied to him. I wasnt pregnant,” Nancy told Amanda. “I was hurt, and I couldnt stand losing him to Emma. So I told him a lie that changed everything. He was ready to step up, leave Emma, and be…a father.”

“Lies ruin everything, dear,” Amanda shook her head. “And what after that? Did he never find out the truth?”

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“He didnt,” Nancy revealed. “I kept up the act, the morning sickness, the whole thing. But after a couple of months, I…I couldnt carry on with it. So, I told him there was a mistake with the test and that the doctor was wrong. And by then, Emma had…moved. She was heartbroken and had left town with her parents. Patrick and I stayed together. He never went back to her, never tried to find her. We just moved on. Or pretended to…” Nancy added, looking at the sleeping baby in her arms. Now she knew Patrick had returned to Emma.

“And I guess its time to correct what I couldnt back then,” Nancy said and rose to her feet.

She was leaving Amandas house with the baby when the older woman stopped her.

“What are you going to do with the baby?” Amanda asked.

Nancy turned around and smiled at Amanda. “I will raise her as my own child. Maybe thatll help me seek forgiveness from Patrick and Emma.”

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And Nancy followed through on her words. She raised baby Catherine with love. When Catherine turned 16, Nancy told her everything about her past. She was expecting Catherine to hate her. And she was prepared for it.

But Catherine smiled and said, “Nothing changes how I feel about you, Mom. You raised me. You were there for every scraped knee, every fever, every heartbreak. Youre my mom in every way that counts.”

Nancy cried silently and hugged her daughter. Catherines words had not only relieved her heart, but theyd also made her believe that Emma and Patrick had forgiven her.

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