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My Fiancé's Ex-wife Called Me on the Night after My Engagement – She Saved Me from the Biggest Mistake

Sonali Pandey
Jun 26, 2024
10:45 A.M.

Claire's engagement night takes an unexpected turn when she receives a mysterious warning from her fiancé's ex-wife. The unexpected call fills Claire with unsettling questions, and as she delves deeper, she uncovers secrets that make her question everything she thought she knew about the man she loves. Will Claire's life ever be the same again?

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I couldn't believe it.

Brandon knelt in our living room, holding a sparkling ring. "Claire," he said, his voice soft but clear, "will you marry me?"

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Tears filled my eyes as I nodded eagerly. "Yes, Brandon! Yes!" I exclaimed, feeling my heart swell with happiness.

He slipped the ring onto my finger, and I pulled him up into a tight hug. We both laughed and cried, overwhelmed with joy.

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After a few moments, Brandon pulled back slightly and looked into my eyes. "Claire," he began, "there's something I need to talk about."

I felt a small pang of worry but nodded for him to continue.

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A worried man | Source: Pexels

"You know I've been married before," he said. "And you know I've always refrained from talking about her or introducing you to her. My ex-wife... she was troubled. It's a part of my life I'd rather leave in the past. I hope you understand."

I could see the pain in his eyes, and I reached out to hold his hand. "I understand, Brandon. We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

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He smiled, relief washing over his face. "Thank you, Claire. I want us to focus on our future together."

"Absolutely," I agreed. "This is our fresh start."

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A couple hugging each other | Source: Pexels

We spent the rest of the evening talking about our plans, dreaming about our wedding day, and imagining our future together.

"Let's share the news," I said, pulling out my phone. Brandon watched with a grin as I typed out a post on Facebook: "I said YES! 💍 Excited to spend my life with the most wonderful man, Brandon!"

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As soon as I posted it, the likes and comments started flooding in. Our friends and family were thrilled for us, and their joy only added to our own.

"Look at all these messages," I said, showing Brandon the screen. "Everyone's so happy for us."

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A couple at home looking at a laptop | Source: Pexels

He chuckled. "Of course they are. You're amazing, Claire."

I felt my cheeks flush. "No, we're amazing."

We spent the next hour responding to messages and sharing our happiness with everyone.

I was still floating on a cloud of happiness from the engagement when my phone rang.

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Brandon had dozed off on the couch, the TV softly flickering in the background.

The caller ID showed an unknown number. Curious, I answered.

"Hello?"

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"Claire? Sorry for the late call. Before you ask, I got your number from your socials. You don't know me, but I know your fiancé. I am his ex-wife, Marissa, and I need you to listen carefully. If he is nearby, pretend that I am an old friend. I'm begging you, if you don't listen to me, it will cost you everything you have."

My heart skipped a beat. "Uh, hi... Marissa. What's going on?"

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A woman on call | Source: Midjourney

"Listen, Claire," she continued urgently. "Brandon will propose a prenuptial agreement. You must read it carefully. He's not who you think he is. There are things you don't know."

I glanced at Brandon, still peacefully asleep.

My mind raced. "I'm sorry, but this isn't a good time. Maybe we can talk later?"

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"Please, Claire," Marissa's voice cracked. "Just promise me you'll read it carefully. And yeah, check the safe. The password might be his birthdate in reverse order, and—"

"I... I'll think about it," I said, trying to end the call. "Thanks for the heads up."

Before she could say more, I hung up, my hands trembling. What was that about?

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I remembered Brandon describing his ex-wife as troubled, and I couldn't help but dismiss Marissa as the "crazy" ex-wife he warned me about.

I put my phone down and tried to shake off the uneasy feelings. Marissa must be trying to stir up trouble. Brandon would never have a prenup for our marriage. He loved and trusted me.

But what if Marissa was right? I tossed and turned in bed all night, Marissa's words echoing in my mind.

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I finally decided to bring it up during breakfast.

"Hey, Brandon," I started as I poured him some coffee, "what do you think about prenuptial agreements?"

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Brandon looked up from his newspaper, his expression suddenly guarded. "Why do you ask?" he replied.

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A man looking away from the newspaper he's holding | Source: Pexels

"I don't know," I shrugged, keeping my tone light. "Just curious. I've heard some people say it's a good idea."

He put down the newspaper and sighed. "Well, my lawyer did suggest it. He said it's a simple formality, just to protect both of us. We'll talk about it later."

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I forced a smile, though my heart felt heavy. "Oh, I see. That makes sense, I guess."

We continued our breakfast, but the conversation had left a bitter taste in my mouth.

Later that afternoon, Brandon handed me the prenup document. "Here it is," he said, not meeting my eyes. "Just take a look. It's pretty standard."

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A person holding a document and offering a pen to another person | Source: Pexels

I was shocked. So Marissa was right!

I took the document with shaky hands and sat down to read it. The terms were severe, stipulating minimal financial support for me if we were to divorce. There were various behavioral clauses and a strict confidentiality agreement.

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My heart sank with each line I read.

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A shocked woman holding a document | Source: Midjourney

I remembered Marissa's warning, her voice echoing in my head. "Read it carefully."

Brandon watched me closely, his face unreadable. "It's just to protect both of us," he repeated.

I nodded slowly, my mind racing. "I understand," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I'll need some time to go through it."

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"Of course," he said, his tone slightly relieved. "Take all the time you need."

As he left the room, I felt my trust begin to falter. This document felt more like a trap than a protection. The severity of the terms shocked me, and I couldn't ignore the nagging feeling that Marissa's warning held some truth.

The next day, with Brandon out of the house, I decided to investigate.

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A woman lost in thought | Source: Midjourney

I remembered Marissa's hint about the safe's combination being Brandon's birthdate in reverse. Standing in front of his office door, I hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

The office was neat, everything in its place.

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I walked over to the safe, feeling my heart pound in my chest. Taking a deep breath, I entered Brandon's birthdate in reverse order.

The safe clicked open. My stomach churned with a mix of relief and dread.

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Inside were stacks of cash and property documents he'd never mentioned. My hands shook as I rifled through them, feeling deeply betrayed. This wasn't just about the money; it was about trust.

I needed advice. I pulled out my phone and dialed Marissa's number. She answered on the first ring.

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A suitcase filled with money | Source: Pexels

"Marissa, it's Claire. I found the safe."

"Claire," she said, her voice full of concern, "what did you find?"

"Stacks of cash and some documents I don't recognize," I replied, my voice shaky.

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Marissa sighed. "I'm so sorry, Claire. I went through the same thing. I signed the prenup without thinking it through because I was in love with him. He took everything in the divorce."

Her words hit me hard. "What should I do?"

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A worried woman on call | Source: Pexels

"Protect yourself," she urged. "Don't make the same mistake I did. Brandon knows how to manipulate emotions. He's done it before, and he'll do it again."

I felt a tear slip down my cheek. "Thank you, Marissa. I appreciate your honesty."

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"You're welcome. I just want to save other women from what I went through," she said softly. "Be strong, Claire."

I hung up, my mind racing. The reality of Brandon's deceit was too much to ignore.

Marissa's regret and my own discovery solidified my decision. I couldn't stay with someone who would trap me in such a manipulative situation.

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Hands of a woman packing a suitcase | Source: Pexels

I packed my things and left him a note:

"I know all your lies, Brandon. Don't ever show your face again, or I'll expose you with all the evidence I have.

Claire."

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He never resurfaced in my life. And as the days turned into weeks, the pain of betrayal began to heal. I found solace in the support of friends and family, rebuilding my life one step at a time.

I was free, stronger than ever, and ready to embrace a future filled with genuine love and trust.

What would you have done?

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This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided "as is," and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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