"My basket son is marrying an Englishwoman!" the mother-in-law bragged to relatives until the son confessed who his bride really was

Valentina Grigorievna always liked to show off in front of acquaintances. It was important to her that her relatives were jealous, and her neighbors admired her life. Therefore, when the only son of Kostya reported about the wedding with an Englishwoman, she was delighted, writes the Krasnodar TV channel. Opinions and fact”.

- You know, a real Englishwoman! Educated, from a decent family, and even in London lives! – she told everyone in a row.

Valentina Grigorievna bought an elegant burgundy dress, ordered a cake with an English inscription and invited relatives. She already imagined how everyone would admire her future daughter-in-law.

Only Sister Lyudmila reacted to this story with doubt.

- Have you ever seen a picture of a girl?

- Sure! Beautiful, blue-eyed, real lady!

Lyudmila only chuckled, but Valentina chose not to notice her reaction.

A month before the wedding, Kostya came home alone. He lost weight, became nervous, in the evenings he sat in the kitchen for a long time and avoided talking about the bride. His mother asked if he was doing well, but his son said he was tired.

She had no idea that Kostya had been hiding the truth from her for six months.

A week before the wedding, he gathered relatives from his mother. Valentina Grigorievna laid the table, put on a new dress and got a birthday cake. She was waiting for her son to announce Anne's imminent arrival. But Kostya entered the room with a pale face and said:

- Mom, I have to confess. I'm not marrying an English woman. Anne is actually Russian, her name is Anya, she is from Tver. She works as a nurse and rents a room in London.

There was silence at the table. Kostya said he met Anya in the hospital after the accident. She looked after him, helped him recover and supported him through difficult days. Gradually, he realized that he loved her and proposed.

- I knew how much you dream of a foreign daughter-in-law. I was afraid you wouldn't take Anya. That's why I lied. I wanted you to love her first and then find out the truth. I'm sorry, Mom.

Valentina Grigorievna did not find words. She took a cake with an English inscription and threw it in the bin and then went to the bedroom.

She wondered what her neighbors and relatives would say. She talked so much about the Englishwoman that she now felt cheated and disgraced.

But the next morning, left alone, Valentina for the first time thought about something else. Why was he so afraid to tell her the truth?

She remembered her own youth. Once her mother, too, did not approve of the chosen daughter and tried to force her to give up love. At that time, Valentina suffered, but was never able to achieve maternal acceptance.

Now she realizes she made the same mistake again. Wanting to be proud of her son, she made him afraid of his own choices.

A week later, Kostya arrived with Anya. The girl was noticeably worried, but still the first to talk to the future mother-in-law.

- Hello, Valentina Grigorievna. I know you were expecting another daughter-in-law. But I love Kostya and I want him to be happy. I'd like you and I to be friends. He cheated you not because he didn’t love you, but because he was afraid of losing you.

Valentina looked closely at the girl. Before her was not the image that she came up with for herself, but an ordinary person who worked hard, cared for loved ones and sincerely loved her son.

- Forgive me, daughter, she finally said. I kept thinking about what people would say and completely forgot about the happiness of my son.

She hugged Anja and both could not hold back tears. Kostya also burst into tears. At that point, the family finally stopped being afraid to tell the truth.

The wedding was played a month later in Tver, in a small cafe, among close people. Valentina Grigorievna wore the same burgundy dress and took her daughter-in-law by the hand during the toast.

- I dreamed of an Englishwoman, but I got a daughter. And now I realize I don't need anything else.

Two years have passed. Anya and Kostya live in Tver and are expecting a child. Valentina Grigorievna often comes to them, helps with the housework and knits her future grandson a pinet.

Now she proudly tells her neighbors about Ana, but no longer mentions her background or wealth.

- My Anya is gold. Kind, caring, hardworking. And most importantly, the son next to her is happy.

One day a neighbor asked if Valentina regrets that Kostya did not marry an Englishwoman.

- Could, she smiled. Happiness is not defined by passport.

Only with time did Valentina realize how easy it is to lose loved ones, trying to meet other people's expectations. She almost pushed away her beloved son because of her own prejudices, but in time she managed to admit the mistake.

The material is of an artistic nature. Coincidences with real people and events are random.