12 People Shared Creepy Stories About the Most Horrific Deeds of Their Ex

At times, a single moment has the power to alter everything. What once seemed like an unshakeable foundation can suddenly become quicksand, pulling everything down with it. One of our readers never thought he'd find himself questioning his marriage, but a seemingly innocent comment from an old friend set him on a path he couldn’t turn back from. Now, he's faced with a harsh reality and must navigate what comes next — not just for himself but for the daughter he holds dear above all else.
Dear Now I've Seen Everything,
From the moment I met Jill, everything just clicked. We bonded immediately, and within a few weeks, we were almost inseparable. A month into our relationship, my wife got pregnant.
The timing caught me off guard, and I had my doubts, but I wanted to believe the baby was mine. More than anything, I wanted to be a father. Growing up with an absent dad left a void in my life, and I promised myself that if I ever had a child, they would never feel that emptiness. So, I ignored my concerns and proposed.
Eight years went by, and our marriage was wonderful. Jill and I shared a deep bond, built on trust, love, and mutual respect. We laughed together, supported each other, and never faced any major struggles. Our daughter was the light of our lives, and I never once doubted that we were a happy, united family.
One night, I was at my best friend’s bachelor party. As the night wore on, everyone lost their inhibitions. When reminisced about old times, shared stories, and cracked jokes, one of the guys laughed and casually said, “Man, I still can’t believe Jill chose you. I was sure she was gonna stick with Sam when she got pregnant.”
At first, the words barely registered. I laughed it off, thinking it was just nonsense. But then the conversation changed. Others joined in, their words slurred but cuttingly clear. Apparently, Jill had been with Sam just before we got together. When she found out she was pregnant, she chose me, believing I would be the better option as a husband and father.
The room seemed to spin around me. I tried to dismiss it as empty chatter, but the seed of doubt had already been planted.
The thought haunted me for days. I wanted to dismiss it, but the confession gnawed at me. Eventually, I ordered a home DNA test, secretly taking samples from my daughter and me.
When the results arrived, my stomach twisted into knots. 0% probability of paternity.
I stared at the paper, my hands shaking. Every moment I had spent with my daughter — every bedtime story, every scraped knee I had patched up, every whispered “I love you, Daddy” — flashed through my mind. Had it all been a lie?
Despite everything, one truth remained unshaken — I loved my daughter. No test result could undo the years we had spent together and the countless moments we had shared. Fatherhood wasn’t defined by biology; it was defined by love. She was mine in every way that mattered.
But Jill — had she known? Had she been lying to me all these years? Confronting her felt like the only option.
When I finally sat her down and showed her the results, she broke down. Through tears, she confessed that she had always known there was a chance I wasn’t the father. But when I proposed, she had been too afraid to tell me the truth, fearing I would leave.
In that moment, I realized our marriage was beyond repair.
Walking away from the woman I had once loved was excruciating, but staying in a marriage built on lies was even more unbearable. Yet, one thing remained unwavering — my love for my daughter. The court granted me visitation rights, and I promised her: no matter what happened, I would always be there for her.
And here’s the story of another reader who was forced to confront a painful truth when an unexpected revelation shattered his world. He and his twin decided to take a DNA test for fun, only to uncover a shocking family secret.