I Told My Husband That My Saving Money Have Finally Reach $500K, But When I wake Up, My Passbook is Gone

One day, my husband asked me, “Hey, how much money do we have in that bank?” I chuckled, “Hmm, probably around five hundred thousand dollars in total.”

“Now the next day, when I got home, there was a signed divorce paper on the living room table, and both my husband and the Vault were gone. My name is Helen, I’m a 58-year-old working housewife. I still work hard at my job. You see, my hobby is saving money.

When I was a child, my mother opened a savings account for me. She told me that depositing money in the bank made the numbers in my passbook grow, and I found that very enjoyable. I started depositing a little bit at a time, starting with just one dollar, and enjoyed watching it grow. So, when my savings grew by a few cents in interest each year, it was a delightful surprise to my young self.

Being fond of money and how it works, I worked as a financial planner and gave advice on Asset Management. One day, a friend from college told me an old childhood friend is in serious trouble due to debt. “Could you give him some advice?” So, I decided to meet with him and my friend. This old friend was a handsome man with a refreshing smile. My friend explained that despite his looks, he loves gambling and is struggling to make ends meet.

I thought, “You, Helen, might have some good advice.” His name was Mark. As I listened to his story, Mark admitted he loved gambling, just like his parents. Even worse, he had taken on his parents’ debt. Of course, he seemed to be quite worried. I found his troubled expression rather endearing.

Because my friend had asked, I gladly agreed to help him. Looking back now, perhaps I had a bit of a crush on him, but I never imagined that this would lead to a series of troublesome events. Anyway, I advised Mark to consolidate his debts and reduce his monthly payments so he can manage his life somehow.

Not long after, Mark and I started dating. That friend of mine opposed it, saying, “I wouldn’t recommend being with him.” But we went ahead and got married. I thought that getting married would help us face Mark’s debt together. My income is pretty good for my age group; therefore, most of Mark’s income went towards his debt, and I made sure he cuts ties with his parents to prevent the debt from increasing further. I gave Mark a monthly allowance of 500.

When Mark decided to cut ties, his mother yelled, “Ungrateful child! I wish I’d never given birth to you! It’s only natural for a child to repay their parents’ debts!” His father also said, “Where’s that thieving cat? I can’t rest until I give her a piece of my mind! You don’t belong to us!” My husband Mark, being exhausted from having to deal with my in-laws’ debts all this time, finally told them, “Enough is enough! I’m not your ATM! I’m trying my best here!” and came back to me. He finally felt relieved to be free from my in-laws who constantly brought up their debts.

Soon after, we had a son. Our son Kevin is handsome, just like Mark. He’s my pride and joy. Kevin seemed to pick up on his father’s lack of discipline and indecisiveness. Just as our son had noticed, Mark’s carefree character didn’t change. Borrowing money from predatory lenders, dealing with Loan Sharks, tricking friends into lending him money to gamble it away – we went through a lot, but I managed to keep Mark in line.

As 23 years went by, we finally got down Mark’s debt to about ten thousand dollars. We’re almost at full repayment. At that moment, Mark received a call from his parents, “Please help us! Your father has collapsed; we’re at the hospital now, can you come?” “Which hospital? What’s his condition?” “Is that okay? Uh-uh, your father suddenly collapsed, and we had to call an ambulance. Mom, pull yourself together, what hospital are you at?” Mark left work early and came to the hospital. Then he messaged me, “Helen, Dad collapsed, I’m at the hospital now. I’m sorry, I broke our promise and went to see my parents. I’m really sorry.”

“What? Your dad collapsed! So, how is he now?” “He had a minor stroke; his life isn’t in danger, but he shouldn’t overexert himself. Both my parents are feeling low. I want to stay with them for a while. Is that okay?” “Of course, honey. Go and comfort them. Should I come too?” “No, it’s okay if you’re busy with work, and they might treat you poorly again.

” I gave Mark a little extra money for hospital visits. They probably couldn’t pay for the hospital fees. Since then, Mark seems to visit his parents often. Each time, he took 200-300 from me. I guess my in-laws are struggling financially and are taking a little bit from Mark. It amounted to around a thousand dollars to two thousand dollars a month, but I let it slide for now.

A year has passed since my father-in-law collapsed. Both my in-laws have aged, and I guess they wanted someone to lean on. My hobby, as always, is saving money. One day, I took out my bank book from the Vault. Usually, Mark, who wasn’t interested in me, stared at me and asked, “Hey, how much money do we have in that bank account you always look at so happily?” “It’s about five hundred thousand dollars now,” I answered casually.

But the next morning, I found a divorce form left in the living room, and both Mark and the safe were gone. As I was having breakfast, I couldn’t help but smile. I knew Mark had been eyeing the money in the Vault. Moreover, he had planned to take the entire Vault. He’s really not smart, but imagining him carrying the whole Vault almost made me burst out laughing.

We have a black cat named Luna. We’ve installed a pet camera to watch her. Luna’s adorable antics are the healing moments of my day. There I was, watching that camera during my lunch breaks. No matter when I look, my child is just adorable. One day, as I switched on the camera, there they were, in our living room on a weekday. My in-laws and my husband Mark were having an unbelievable conversation.

“Oh, you’re living in such a nice house, Mark. Your good salary makes your mother so proud,” they said, flattering my husband. “Indeed, I am proud,” responded Mark’s father. “You know, I make a pretty decent salary myself, but Helen takes all of it, so I only get an allowance of 500 a month,” Mark said. “Oh, you poor thing! You’ve been working so hard.

Your mother understands,” they consoled. “I can’t believe she takes all your salary and only 500 a month. That’s outrageous! You should be getting more. Why are you obeying such a tyrant like Helen? You could be living much better on your own,” they continued. “You’re our pride, Mark. You could have saved hundreds of thousands by now, but she’s just exploiting you, you poor thing,” they said, as my mother-in-law began to sob. “Yeah, I’ve been thinking the same thing. You guys are right,” Mark agreed.

“What is he talking about? He seemed to have completely forgotten that I’ve been working hard to pay off his debt. I wonder what’s going on inside their heads. Moreover, in the past, who was burdened with debt from his parents and had to give them cash every month, making it difficult for him to get by. ‘You know, she has a bank book with tons of savings stashed in there. It’s not fair that I only get 500,’” Mark complained.

The moment he said that, my in-laws’ eyes lit up. They exchanged glances. “So, how much is in the bank book?” they leaned in eagerly, awaiting his answer. “Uh, last I heard, I think it was around 400k or 500k dollars,” Mark said. “Mark, isn’t that money rightfully yours?” they asked. “It might not match the effort you’ve put in, but isn’t it money you should be receiving?” “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’m starting to think the same thing,” Mark conceded.

Despite his good looks, Mark is indecisive and easily influenced by others. I used to find this indecisiveness endearing and devoted myself to him wholeheartedly. We’ve managed to reduce his nearly two hundred thousand dollars in debt down to ten thousand dollars. Yet, it looks like he’s being manipulated by his parents again, and they’re about to touch my precious savings. Seeing this scene was so pathetic.

I was at my desk at work, tears streaming down my face as I held my phone. I’ve been putting aside my living expenses from Mark’s income, mostly to pay off the debt. On top of that, I was providing him with an allowance of 500 out of my own pocket. Despite explaining this to Mark, it seems he’s completely forgotten. What have these past 23 years been for? I felt so sad and pitiful. My heart aches as if I was drowning in my tears.

It’s not I felt like I was disappearing, on the verge of breaking. But I made sure to record the conversation and sent the data to my son. That day, I left work early due to sickness. I went to my usual bar and drank heavily, spilling out everything to the bartender. In such a state, the bartender comforted me gently. He casually said, “Why do you grieve such a person? You did nothing wrong. There’s no need to live for them; live for yourself.” At that moment, all my intoxication and love for my husband faded. “Thank you, sir. Next time, we’ll share a pleasant dream,” I said to the bartender.

I went back home after I said that to the bartender. Entering my study, I began to think, “How would I steal the bank book inside that Vault? I couldn’t even begin to imagine, but I needed to devise a plan. I will show them hell. They shouldn’t underestimate me.” I concentrated harder than usual. Gathering evidence was the first step. From then on, I frequently checked the pet camera every day.

Then, the ugly truths began to surface. My husband was bringing home a young woman during his supposed work hours. It seems like he was bringing her over about three times a week. I couldn’t believe I had to witness my husband’s infidelity when all I wanted was to watch her cat, Luna. Luna also seemed scared and wouldn’t show up. They ruined my precious relaxation time. No more than that, they betrayed me, which I can’t forgive. One day, I’ll punish them severely.

One day, while I was working, I activated the pet camera. This time, it wasn’t the woman my husband was having an affair with, but my in-laws were at our house again. “So, is everything arranged to take that bank book from Helen?” they said with an unpleasant grin. “You’re smart; you must have thought of something, right?” “Yeah, I thought about it. I’m thinking of taking the entire Vault. It’ll be easy.” “Hey, that Vault is quite heavy. Are you sure you can do it?” “I’ll be fine. I’ll load it on a cart. Help me out, Dad.” “All right, I’ll assist you anytime.”

The safe weighed about 120 pounds, as I suspected. My husband Mark was good-looking but not very smart. I pledged in my heart once again to drag these people down to the depths of hell. If we have that money from that bank book, we can go to the casino as a family. We can live as a family of three again. “That’s right, let’s live happily with the money from that passbook, right, Mark?” “Yeah, but I do feel a little bad about Helen. She was saving up so happily, working about and money that she saved up here that we take it.

You can’t be so weak-willed. We’re doing this for your happiness, remember, right?” Mark agreed. Despite his good looks, Mark is indecisive and easily influenced by others. I used to find this indecisiveness endearing and devoted myself to him wholeheartedly. We’ve managed to reduce his nearly two hundred thousand dollars in debt down to ten thousand dollars. Yet, it looks like he’s being manipulated by his parents again, and they’re about to touch my precious savings. Seeing this scene was so pathetic.

I was at my desk at work, tears streaming down my face as I held my phone. I’ve been putting aside my living expenses from Mark’s income, mostly to pay off the debt. On top of that, I was providing him with an allowance of 500 out of my own pocket. Despite explaining this to Mark, it seems he’s completely forgotten. What have these past 23 years been for? I felt so sad and pitiful. My heart aches as if I was drowning in my tears.

It’s not I felt like I was disappearing, on the verge of breaking. But I made sure to record the conversation and sent the data to my son. That day, I left work early due to sickness. I went to my usual bar and drank heavily, spilling out everything to the bartender. In such a state, the bartender comforted me gently. He casually said, “Why do you grieve such a person? You did nothing wrong. There’s no need to live for them; live for yourself.” At that moment, all my intoxication and love for my husband faded. “Thank you, sir. Next time, we’ll share a pleasant dream,” I said to the bartender.

I went back home after I said that to the bartender. Entering my study, I began to think, “How would I steal the bank book inside that Vault? I couldn’t even begin to imagine, but I needed to devise a plan. I will show them hell. They shouldn’t underestimate me.” I concentrated harder than usual. Gathering evidence was the first step.

From then on, I frequently checked the pet camera every day. Then, the ugly truths began to surface. My husband was bringing home a young woman during his supposed work hours. It seems like he was bringing her over about three times a week. I couldn’t believe I had to witness my husband’s infidelity when all I wanted was to watch her cat, Luna. Luna also seemed scared and wouldn’t show up. They ruined my precious relaxation time. No more than that, they betrayed me, which I can’t forgive. One day, I’ll punish them severely.

One day, while I was working, I activated the pet camera. This time, it wasn’t the woman my husband was having an affair with, but my in-laws were at our house again. “So, is everything arranged to take that bank book from Helen?” they said with an unpleasant grin. “You’re smart; you must have thought of something, right?” “Yeah, I thought about it. I’m thinking of taking the entire Vault. It’ll be easy.” “Hey, that Vault is quite heavy. Are you sure you can do it?” “I’ll be fine. I’ll load it on a cart. Help me out, Dad.” “All right, I’ll assist you anytime.”

The safe weighed about 120 pounds, as I suspected. My husband Mark was good-looking but not very smart. I pledged in my heart once again to drag these people down to the depths of hell. If we have that money from that bank book, we can go to the casino as a family. We can live as a family of three again. “That’s right, let’s live happily with the money from that passbook, right, Mark?” “Yeah, but I do feel a little bad about Helen. She was saving up so happily, working so hard, and money that she saved up. Here we are, taking it. You can’t be so weak-willed. We’re doing this for your happiness, remember, right?” Mark agreed.

Despite his good looks, Mark is indecisive and easily influenced by others. I used to find this indecisiveness endearing and devoted myself to him wholeheartedly. We’ve managed to reduce his nearly two hundred thousand dollars in debt down to ten thousand dollars. Yet, it looks like he’s being manipulated by his parents again, and they’re about to touch my precious savings. Seeing this scene was so pathetic.

I was at my desk at work, tears streaming down my face as I held my phone. I’ve been putting aside my living expenses from Mark’s income, mostly to pay off the debt. On top of that, I was providing him with an allowance of 500 out of my own pocket. Despite explaining this to Mark, it seems he’s completely forgotten. What have these past 23 years been for? I felt so sad and pitiful. My heart aches as if I was drowning in my tears.

It’s not I felt like I was disappearing, on the verge of breaking. But I made sure to record the conversation and sent the data to my son. That day, I left work early due to sickness. I went to my usual bar and drank heavily, spilling out everything to the bartender. In such a state, the bartender comforted me gently. He casually said, “Why do you grieve such a person? You did nothing wrong. There’s no need to live for them; live for yourself.” At that moment, all my intoxication and love for my husband faded. “Thank you, sir. Next time, we’ll share a pleasant dream,” I said to the bartender.

I went back home after I said that to the bartender. Entering my study, I began to think, “How would I steal the bank book inside that Vault? I couldn’t even begin to imagine, but I needed to devise a plan. I will show them hell. They shouldn’t underestimate me.” I concentrated harder than usual. Gathering evidence was the first step.

From then on, I frequently checked the pet camera every day. Then, the ugly truths began to surface. My husband was bringing home a young woman during his supposed work hours. It seems like he was bringing her over about three times a week. I couldn’t believe I had to witness my husband’s infidelity when all I wanted was to watch her cat, Luna. Luna also seemed scared and wouldn’t show up. They ruined my precious relaxation time. No more than that, they betrayed me, which I can’t forgive. One day, I’ll punish them severely.

One day, while I was working, I activated the pet camera. This time, it wasn’t the woman my husband was having an affair with, but my in-laws were at our house again. “So, is everything arranged to take that bank book from Helen?” they said with an unpleasant grin. “You’re smart; you must have thought of something, right?” “Yeah, I thought about it. I’m thinking of taking the entire Vault. It’ll be easy.” “Hey, that Vault is quite heavy. Are you sure you can do it?” “I’ll be fine. I’ll load it on a cart. Help me out, Dad.” “All right, I’ll assist you anytime.”

The safe weighed about 120 pounds, as I suspected. My husband Mark was good-looking but not very smart. I pledged in my heart once again to drag these people down to the depths of hell. If we have that money from that bank book, we can go to the casino as a family. We can live as a family of three again.

“That’s right, let’s live happily with the money from that passbook, right, Mark?” “Yeah, but I do feel a little bad about Helen. She was saving up so happily, working so hard, and money that she saved up. Here we are, taking it. You can’t be so weak-willed. We’re doing this for your happiness, remember, right?” Mark agreed.

The moment he said that, my in-laws’ eyes lit up. They exchanged glances. “So, how much is in the bank book?” they leaned in eagerly, awaiting his answer. “Uh, last I heard, I think it was around 400k or 500k dollars,” Mark said. “Mark, isn’t that money rightfully yours?” they asked. “It might not match the effort you’ve put in, but isn’t it money you should be receiving?” “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’m starting to think the same thing,” Mark conceded.

Despite his good looks, Mark is indecisive and easily influenced by others. I used to find this indecisiveness endearing and devoted myself to him wholeheartedly. We’ve managed to reduce his nearly two hundred thousand dollars in debt down to ten thousand dollars. Yet, it looks like he’s being manipulated by his parents again, and they’re about to touch my precious savings. Seeing this scene was so pathetic.

I was at my desk at work, tears streaming down my face as I held my phone. I’ve been putting aside my living expenses from Mark’s income, mostly to pay off the debt. On top of that, I was providing him with an allowance of 500 out of my own pocket. Despite explaining this to Mark, it seems he’s completely forgotten. What have these past 23 years been for? I felt so sad and pitiful. My heart aches as if I was drowning in my tears.

It’s not I felt like I was disappearing, on the verge of breaking. But I made sure to record the conversation and sent the data to my son. That day, I left work early due to sickness. I went to my usual bar and drank heavily, spilling out everything to the bartender. In such a state, the bartender comforted me gently. He casually said, “Why do you grieve such a person? You did nothing wrong. There’s no need to live for them; live for yourself.” At that moment, all my intoxication and love for my husband faded. “Thank you, sir. Next time, we’ll share a pleasant dream,” I said to the bartender.

I went back home after I said that to the bartender. Entering my study, I began to think, “How would I steal the bank book inside that Vault? I couldn’t even begin to imagine, but I needed to devise a plan. I will show them hell. They shouldn’t underestimate me.” I concentrated harder than usual. Gathering evidence was the first step. From then on, I frequently checked the pet camera every day. Then, the ugly truths began to surface. My husband was bringing home a young woman during his supposed work hours. It seems like he was bringing her over about three times a week. I couldn’t believe I had to witness my husband’s infidelity when all I wanted was to watch her cat, Luna. Luna also seemed scared and wouldn’t show up. They ruined my precious relaxation time. No more than that, they betrayed me, which I can’t forgive. One day, I’ll punish them severely.

One day, while I was working, I activated the pet camera. This time, it wasn’t the woman my husband was having an affair with, but my in-laws were at our house again. “So, is everything arranged to take that bank book from Helen?” they said with an unpleasant grin. “You’re smart; you must have thought of something, right?” “Yeah, I thought about it. I’m thinking of taking the entire Vault. It’ll be easy.” “Hey, that Vault is quite heavy. Are you sure you can do it?” “I’ll be fine. I’ll load it on a cart. Help me out, Dad.” “All right, I’ll assist you anytime.”

The safe weighed about 120 pounds, as I suspected. My husband Mark was good-looking but not very smart. I pledged in my heart once again to drag these people down to the depths of hell. If we have that money from that bank book, we can go to the casino as a family. We can live as a family of three again. “That’s right, let’s live happily with the money from that passbook, right, Mark?” “Yeah, but I do feel a little bad about Helen. She was saving up so happily, working so hard, and money that she saved up. Here we are, taking it. You can’t be so weak-willed. We’re doing this for your happiness, remember, right?” Mark agreed.

Despite his good looks, Mark is indecisive and easily influenced by others. I used to find this indecisiveness endearing and devoted myself to him wholeheartedly. We’ve managed to reduce his nearly two hundred thousand dollars in debt down to ten thousand dollars. Yet, it looks like he’s being manipulated by his parents again, and they’re about to touch my precious savings. Seeing this scene was so pathetic.

I was at my desk at work, tears streaming down my face as I held my phone. I’ve been putting aside my living expenses from Mark’s income, mostly to pay off the debt. On top of that, I was providing him with an allowance of 500 out of my own pocket. Despite explaining this to Mark, it seems he’s completely forgotten. What have these past 23 years been for? I felt so sad and pitiful. My heart aches as if I was drowning in my tears.

It’s not I felt like I was disappearing, on the verge of breaking. But I made sure to record the conversation and sent the data to my son. That day, I left work early due to sickness. I went to my usual bar and drank heavily, spilling out everything to the bartender. In such a state, the bartender comforted me gently. He casually said, “Why do you grieve such a person? You did nothing wrong. There’s no need to live for them; live for yourself.” At that moment, all my intoxication and love for my husband faded. “Thank you, sir. Next time, we’ll share a pleasant dream,” I said to the bartender.

I went back home after I said that to the bartender. Entering my study, I began to think, “How would I steal the bank book inside that Vault? I couldn’t even begin to imagine, but I needed to devise a plan. I will show them hell. They shouldn’t underestimate me.” I concentrated harder than usual. Gathering evidence was the first step. From then on, I frequently checked the pet camera every day.

Then, the ugly truths began to surface. My husband was bringing home a young woman during his supposed work hours. It seems like he was bringing her over about three times a week. I couldn’t believe I had to witness my husband’s infidelity when all I wanted was to watch her cat, Luna. Luna also seemed scared and wouldn’t show up. They ruined my precious relaxation time. No more than that, they betrayed me, which I can’t forgive. One day, I’ll punish them severely.

One day, while I was working, I activated the pet camera. This time, it wasn’t the woman my husband was having an affair with, but my in-laws were at our house again. “So, is everything arranged to take that bank book from Helen?” they said with an unpleasant grin. “You’re smart; you must have thought of something, right?” “Yeah, I thought about it. I’m thinking of taking the entire Vault. It’ll be easy.” “Hey, that Vault is quite heavy. Are you sure you can do it?” “I’ll be fine. I’ll load it on a cart. Help me out, Dad.” “All right, I’ll assist you anytime.”

The safe weighed about 120 pounds, as I suspected. My husband Mark was good-looking but not very smart. I pledged in my heart once again to drag these people down to the depths of hell. If we have that money from that bank book, we can go to the casino as a family. We can live as a family of three again.

“That’s right, let’s live happily with the money from that passbook, right, Mark?” “Yeah, but I do feel a little bad about Helen. She was saving up so happily, working so hard, and money that she saved up. Here we are, taking it. You can’t be so weak-willed. We’re doing this for your happiness, remember, right?” Mark agreed.

The next day, I received a call from my in-laws. They asked me if they could visit our house, and I agreed. I knew that they wanted to take the bank book from the Vault, but I had already removed it, leaving an empty safe behind. When they arrived, they searched everywhere for the bank book, but of course, they couldn’t find it. My father-in-law seemed furious, and my mother-in-law was crying, blaming me for hiding it. I acted innocent and told them that I didn’t know what they were talking about, but I could see the disappointment and anger in their eyes.

They left our house empty-handed, and I knew that I had won this round. I had safeguarded my hard-earned savings from their greedy hands. But the battle wasn’t over. I was determined to protect what was rightfully mine and to ensure that my husband and in-laws couldn’t take advantage of me any longer.

I continued to monitor the pet camera and gathered more evidence of their schemes and manipulations. With the information I had, I consulted with a lawyer and decided to take legal action to protect my assets and ensure a fair division of our property in case of a divorce. I also spoke to my son about the situation and sought his support.

The confrontation with my husband and in-laws was inevitable, but I was prepared. I confronted them with the evidence I had gathered, exposing their lies and manipulations. I made it clear that I wouldn’t allow them to take advantage of me any longer. Surprisingly, my husband seemed remorseful and admitted his mistakes. He promised to end the affair and seek counseling to address his issues. As for my in-laws, they were shocked to see my determination and decided to back off.

In the end, my husband and I decided to undergo marriage counseling to rebuild our relationship on a foundation of trust and communication. It wasn’t an easy journey, but we both made an effort to change and grow together.

As for my savings, I made sure they were protected and managed wisely. I learned to prioritize my own needs and happiness, without neglecting my responsibilities towards my family. With time, my husband also learned to be more responsible and financially independent.

Life hasn’t been perfect, but we’ve come a long way. I still enjoy saving money, but now I also make sure to enjoy life and the moments that truly matter. And as for my beloved cat Luna, she continues to bring me joy and comfort, reminding me that no matter what challenges life throws at me, I can always find solace in the little things that bring happiness.

And so, the story of Helen, her husband Mark, and her in-laws continues, filled with both struggles and triumphs, as they navigate the complexities of life, love, and family.