My Daughter Called His Mistress Mom

Upon witnessing the flood of support for her, the woman ceased her tirade and instead posted a series of passive-aggressive emojis. Then she tagged Hayley Martin, the class teacher, as if she had some kind of authority, acting more entitled than I ever would, as though she were a person of significance.

I finally grasped what was happening—an imposter was pretending to be me, claiming to be the wife of the CEO of Torres Enterprises and posing as my daughter’s mother, flaunting it everywhere. I've always been discreet, but this fraud had no qualms about showing off!

Some parents from this esteemed preschool had business ties with our company and were verbally vicious in their support of her. They kept tagging Hayley Martin repeatedly, demanding that she expel such a disgraceful person as me. They accused the teacher of being negligent, allowing a calculating interloper to infiltrate the parent group.

I wasn't about to get into a shouting match with them in the group chat. So I decided to reach out to Hayley directly to clear up the confusion. Just then, I saw her post a message: "I’m not sure how this person ended up here. My mistake. Apologies, Mrs. Torres."

Seconds later, a notification appeared—Hayley Martin had removed me from the group chat.

Frustrated, I was boiling with anger. I immediately called Arthur. He was out of town for a meeting but paused the proceedings to answer my call: "Hey, love, missing me already?"

"I miss you too! I’ll jump on a plane to see you as soon as the meeting wraps up!"

I retorted sarcastically, "No need for that, you’ve got a new wife now, right? And a new mom for our daughter, so what do you need me for?"

Arthur was astonished on the other end, springing out of his seat: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? I’d never replace you! Even if I could make a swap, it wouldn’t be you!"

Startled, he was prepared to drop everything and hurry home immediately.

Of course, it made sense; it took him three persistent years to convince me to marry him, so the likelihood of him cheating was slim. We've been childhood sweethearts—if he dared stray, I'd make sure he regretted it.

I filled him in on the situation with the group chat and asked if he knew this other "mom" impersonating me.

Arthur vehemently insisted he had no idea who she was, raising his voice to the point of causing a scene.

That's odd; someone he doesn’t even recognize has been picking up my daughter every day for a year, pretending to be me.