When I found a pair of women’s underwear in my husband’s pocket, my world turned upside down. What started as innocent help for our elderly neighbor spiraled into a web of suspicion, secrets, and a mysterious young woman I never saw coming.
Chris and I have been married for ten years. We live in a quiet suburban neighborhood, the kind of place where everyone knows each other, and nothing much ever happens. It’s peaceful. It’s safe. We’ve built a simple life here.
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Our next-door neighbor, Mrs. Wilson, is like family. She’s a sweet woman in her 60s, and she lives alone. She’s had some health issues lately, so Chris started helping her with little things around the house. At first, it was just simple stuff.
“Chris, could you fix the leaky faucet?” Mrs. Wilson would ask. Or “Can you help me move this chair?”
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Chris never minded. He’s always been the helpful type. And Mrs. Wilson, well, she’s been like a grandmother to everyone on the block. So, I didn’t think much of it. It was normal for him to lend her a hand. It felt good to know we were helping someone who needed it.
But after a few weeks, things started to change. Chris was spending more and more time over there. What used to be a quick trip to fix something turned into hours. Sometimes, he’d be gone half the day.
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One afternoon, I asked him, “What’s taking so long over there?”
He looked a little surprised by my question. “Oh, Mrs. Wilson just needed some extra help today. We ended up talking for a while. She’s lonely, you know.”
It made sense, I guess. She didn’t have anyone else to talk to. But still, something didn’t feel right. I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to it. I didn’t say anything, though. I didn’t want to seem paranoid.
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Then, a week later, I found something that made my heart stop.
I was doing laundry, emptying Chris’ pockets like I always do, when I pulled out a pair of women’s underwear. Lacy, small — definitely not mine. My hands trembled as I held them. My mind raced. Where did these come from? Why did Chris have them? My stomach twisted into knots as a thousand horrible thoughts flashed through my head.
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Was he cheating on me? With Mrs. Wilson? No, that couldn’t be. She was elderly and frail. It didn’t make sense. But if not her, then who?
I shoved the underwear back into his pocket, my heart pounding. I couldn’t confront him. Not yet. I needed more information. But more than anything, I needed proof.
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That night, I could barely sleep. My mind kept replaying everything over and over again. Every excuse Chris had made, every long visit to Mrs. Wilson’s. Was he really helping her, or was something else going on? I didn’t know what to believe.
The next day, I decided to watch him. I needed to see for myself what was happening when he went over there.
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So, when Chris left to “help Mrs. Wilson,” I waited about thirty minutes. Then, I quietly slipped out the back door, making my way through the yard, my heart racing in my chest. I felt ridiculous, sneaking around like this, but I had to know the truth.
When I reached Mrs. Wilson’s house, I crouched low by the window. I could hear voices inside, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. Slowly, I raised myself up just enough to peek inside.
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And that’s when I saw her.
There, lounging on the couch in a lacy robe, was a young woman. She was much younger than Mrs. Wilson, maybe in her twenties. She looked so comfortable, so at home. My heart nearly stopped. Who was she? And why was she in Mrs. Wilson’s house?
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My mind jumped to the worst possible conclusion. Had Chris been sneaking around with this woman? Was this the real reason he was spending so much time there? I felt sick.
I ducked back down, my head spinning. I couldn’t stay there any longer. I needed answers, but I wasn’t sure I could handle them.
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That night, I couldn’t keep it inside anymore. As soon as Chris walked through the door, I felt my heart racing. I had to know the truth, even if it tore me apart.
“We need to talk,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. I stood in the kitchen, gripping the counter.
Chris looked at me, confused. “What’s going on?”
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I reached into my pocket, pulling out the lacy underwear I had found in his jeans. “I found this.”
His face went pale. For a moment, neither of us spoke. I could feel the tension crackling in the air between us.
“Why,” I continued, my voice trembling, “do you have another woman’s underwear in your pocket? And who is the woman I saw at Mrs. Wilson’s house today? The one in the robe?”
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Chris blinked, and for a second, I thought he might deny everything. But then he sighed, rubbing his face with his hands.
“Okay, I can explain,” he said, his voice quiet. “Just… let me explain.”
I folded my arms, waiting. My heart was pounding in my chest.
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“The woman you saw… that’s Amy. She’s Mrs. Wilson’s granddaughter,” Chris began, his eyes searching mine for any sign of belief. “She moved in a few weeks ago to help take care of her. Mrs. Wilson’s health has been getting worse, and Amy’s been staying with her to help out.”
I frowned. “Then why didn’t you tell me? Why was she lounging around in a robe like she owned the place? And the underwear — how do you explain that?”
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Chris looked pained, running his hand through his hair. “I didn’t tell you because… well, I knew how it might look. I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea, but obviously that backfired. As for the underwear, Mrs. Wilson asked if I could throw Amy’s laundry in with ours since I was already helping around the house.”
I stared at him, unsure what to think. His explanation made sense, but it also felt like it left too many gaps. Why hadn’t he just told me about Amy from the start? Why was he over there so much?
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“Chris, I feel like you’ve been hiding things from me,” I said, my voice soft but strained. “You’ve been spending so much time there, and I’ve felt like you’re pulling away. I didn’t know what to think.”
Chris reached out, taking my hands. “I swear, nothing’s going on. I’m just trying to help out. I didn’t mean to make you feel this way, and I’m so sorry I didn’t explain things sooner. I should have.”
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I pulled my hands back, biting my lip. I wanted to believe him. But could I?
The next day, I decided to go straight to the source. I needed to hear it from Mrs. Wilson herself. I walked over to her house, feeling a knot of nerves tightening in my stomach. What if Chris wasn’t telling the truth? What if this was something more?
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When I knocked on the door, Mrs. Wilson answered with her usual warm smile. “Oh, dear, come on in,” she said, opening the door wide. Her frail frame moved slowly as she led me into the living room.
Amy was sitting on the couch, but this time, she was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. She looked up in surprise when she saw me.
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“Hi,” I said, trying to sound casual, though I felt anything but. “I just… wanted to clear something up.”
Mrs. Wilson sat down in her armchair, looking from me to Amy, clearly sensing my unease. “What’s on your mind, dear?”
I took a deep breath and explained everything: how I’d found the underwear, how I’d seen Amy lounging around in a robe, and how Chris had been spending so much time in their home without telling me about Amy.
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Amy’s eyes widened, and she immediately shook her head. “Oh, no! I’m so sorry. I had no idea Chris didn’t tell you about me. I’ve been staying here to help Grandma, and he’s been such a huge help. I didn’t mean for anything to seem weird.”
Mrs. Wilson nodded. “Chris has been a godsend, really. I didn’t want to burden him, but he’s been insistent on helping with everything.”
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I felt a bit of relief wash over me, but there was still a part of me that wasn’t entirely convinced. I smiled politely, trying to hide my lingering doubt.
“I’m glad to hear that,” I said, my voice tight. “I guess I just misunderstood.”
Later that evening, I called my sister. She had always been the one to give it to me straight, even when I didn’t want to hear it.
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After I explained everything, there was a long pause on the other end of the phone.
“Listen,” my sister finally said, her voice serious. “I don’t want to make you paranoid, but are you sure Mrs. Wilson doesn’t have her own agenda?”
I blinked, stunned by the thought. “You think she’s trying to push them together?”
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“It wouldn’t be the first time an older woman played matchmaker,” my sister said. “Look, I’m not saying Chris is doing anything wrong. But Mrs. Wilson might be trying to stir the pot, and you don’t want to be blindsided. Just keep an eye on things.”
Her words left me feeling more confused than ever. Was there something more going on, or was I letting my imagination run wild again?
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I hung up the phone, staring at the wall. I wasn’t sure what to believe anymore. All I knew was that I couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t quite right.
The next day, I decided to stop playing games and talk to Mrs. Wilson directly. If there was anyone who could give me the answers I needed, it was her. I marched over to her house, heart pounding, determined to get to the bottom of whatever was going on.
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When she opened the door, she greeted me with her usual warm smile. “Oh, dear. It’s you again! Come on in. What’s on your mind?” she asked, her voice full of concern.
I stepped inside, trying to stay calm. “Mrs. Wilson, I’m not sure what to think, but I feel like something’s going on that I need to know about. Something that you didn’t tell me about the last time we talked.”
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Her smile didn’t falter, but there was a flicker in her eyes — something that made me uneasy. She led me into the living room and gestured for me to sit. I remained standing.
“Well, dear, like I said before, there’s nothing to worry about,” she began. “Chris has been such a blessing to me, helping out around the house. And Amy, well, she’s been staying with me to take care of things I can’t manage.”
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“But why does it feel like there’s something more happening here?” I couldn’t help but ask.
Mrs. Wilson sighed, her gaze softening as if she pitied me. “You’re a smart girl. I suppose there’s no point in hiding it anymore.”
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My heart skipped a beat. “Hiding what?” I demanded, my voice rising.
She leaned back in her chair, her expression cool and calculated. “I’ve watched Chris for years. He’s a wonderful man, a provider, a hard worker. You’re lucky to have him, but you see… not everyone is as fortunate as you. Amy’s young, beautiful, and she deserves a man like Chris — someone who can take care of her, provide for her in the way she deserves.”
I stood there, frozen in shock. “You were trying to set him up with your granddaughter?”
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Mrs. Wilson didn’t flinch. “Amy needs a good man, and Chris… well, sometimes men can be tempted, especially by someone younger and more… suitable for their needs. I thought maybe he’d see how much better his life could be with her.”
I felt the room spin around me. This seemingly sweet, grandmotherly woman had been plotting to break up my marriage, using her granddaughter as bait. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut.
“You’re insane,” I spat, my voice trembling with anger. “Chris loves me. He would never—”
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Mrs. Wilson raised a brow, her voice cool. “Men don’t always make the right choices, dear. I just thought I’d give him an opportunity. It’s up to him, of course.”
I stormed out of the house, my mind racing. How could she do this? How could she think she could manipulate Chris like that?
When I got home, I told Chris everything — Mrs. Wilson’s confession and her twisted plan to push him toward Amy. He looked horrified.
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“I had no idea she was doing that,” he said, shaking his head. “I thought I was just helping her. I swear, nothing’s been going on. I love you, and I’d never do anything to hurt you.”
Tears filled my eyes as I realized the depth of Mrs. Wilson’s betrayal. But Chris’ sincerity broke through my fear. I believed him.
We decided to cut all ties with Mrs. Wilson. Chris stopped going over to help her, and we made sure Amy knew exactly what her grandmother had been trying to pull.
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Amy, to my surprise, was just as disgusted as we were. She apologized profusely, saying she had no idea what her grandmother had been planning.
A few weeks later, I heard from a neighbor that Mrs. Wilson had fallen ill and moved into a care home. She wouldn’t be meddling in anyone’s life anymore.
Looking back, I’m grateful that I trusted my instincts and confronted the situation head-on. Mrs. Wilson’s plan backfired, and in the end, her manipulation drove her away from the life she thought she could control. Karma, it seems, has a way of working things out.
A sad, frail, and lonely elderly lady | Source: Midjourney
So yeah, readers, my elderly neighbor was trying to woo my husband for her granddaughter. It almost tore me apart, but in the end, I found out the truth and shut it down. Some people just can’t resist stirring trouble — but thankfully, karma has a way of catching up with them.
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.
How Beauty Standards of the Miss World Pageant Have Changed
On March 9, 2024, the Miss World 2023 pageant was held to choose a beauty queen once again. The crown went to Krystyna Pyszková of the Czech Republic. To honor this event, we decided to take a look at the history of the contest and find out how the jury’s approach to assessing women’s beauty has changed over the decades.
1950s: it all started with a scandal.
Kiki Håkansson (Sweden), Miss World 1951
In 1951, as part of the Festival of Britain, the Festival Bikini Contest was held, which journalists later named Miss World. This event became a scandal because in those days a bikini was considered indecent.
Swedish beauty Kikki Håkansson became the winner of this first pageant. And to this day, she remains the only winner to have received her crown while wearing a bikini. Later, the finalists would wear a one-piece swimsuit or evening gown to the awards ceremony.
Denise Perrier (France), Miss World 1953, and Marita Lindahl (Finland), Miss World 1957
Despite the 1951 bikini scandal, the contest founder Eric Morley was pleased with the public attention and decided to hold the pageant annually. His requirements for potential participants were as follows: single women without children aged 17 to 27.
Corine Rottschäfer (Netherlands), Miss World 1959
In 1959, a major British television channel agreed to broadcast the pageant, thus making it even more popular. Corine Rottschäfer found herself in a delicate situation before the awarding ceremony when she discovered that her evening gown had holes in it. Another contestant lent Corine the dress and eventually finished third, while Corine became the winner.
1960s: Miss World is gaining momentum.
Katharina Lodders (Netherlands), Miss World 1962
In the 1960s, the Miss World pageant became one of the most watched television shows. The cash prize for the winner was increased from £500 to £2,500. In 1961, the requirements for contestants were also changed: the upper age limit was now 25 years old.
Katharina Lodders, who was crowned in 1962, addressed these criteria in her own way. On collecting the award, she said out loud, «I don’t think I’m the most beautiful girl in the world — I am the most beautiful girl here.»
Ann Sidney (Great Britain), Miss World 1964
In 1964, the winner was Ann Sidney, who later made a career in the movie industry. By the way, Morley introduced a new rule that same year: he forbade the mothers of contestants to accompany their daughters. The reason why was because the mother of one of the girls caused a lot of inconvenience to the organizers, getting involved in their work.
Reita Faria (India), Miss World 1966
In the late 1960s, the contest became even bigger. In 1966, Morley sent invitations to more than 70 countries, 66 of which were happy to respond. And in 1968, for the first time in the history of the event, a married girl was allowed to participate. In the 1970s, however, a strict criterion for the marital status of contestants was reintroduced: single only, period.
1970s: feminists change the essence of the pageant.
Jennifer Hosten (Grenada), Miss World 1970
The beginning of the decade was marked by a new scandal. In 1970, a week before the pageant, British feminists claimed that Miss World objectified women and threatened to interrupt the show. And they did it. When the event was in full swing, some female guests rose from their seats and began to blow whistles, jingle rattles and shout slogans. Later, the movie Misbehaviour starring Keira Knightley was based on these events.
In 1970, Jennifer Hosten won the crown. She became the first black woman to win it.
Marie Stävin (Sweden), Miss World 1977, and Silvana Suárez (Argentina), Miss World 1978
The conflict with feminists forced the organizers to think about the message the pageant was sending to the world. And in 1972, Eric Morley and his wife announced that the event would now be held under the slogan «Beauty With a Purpose.» The contestants were also required to present their charity projects to the jury.
1980s: «Beauty With a Purpose»
Mariasela Álvarez (Dominican Republic), Miss World 1982
In the 1980s, the slogan «Beauty With a Purpose» got another meaning: new tests of intelligence and personality were added to the contest program. In the eyes of the judges, the contestants’ personal qualities became as important as their looks.
Giselle Laronde (Trinidad and Tobago), Miss World 1986
In the second half of the decade, the contest became criticized again. The public in different countries didn’t like the fact that girls were judged only by representatives of Western countries. And in 1986, Morley decided to hold the preliminaries of the contest in Macau and give the Eastern judges the opportunity to select the contestants. The winner that year was Giselle Laronde from Trinidad and Tobago. This was the first time a representative of this country won the crown.
Ulla Weigerstorfer (Austria), Miss World 1987
And in 1987, the organizers ignored their own rule that allowed to participate girls aged only 17 to 25 and let a 26-year-old beauty to compete for the crown. Later, the upper age limit would be made 27 again.
1990s: crisis
Aishwarya Rai (India), Miss World 1994
In the early 1990s, the popularity of the contest began to decline, and major TV channels stopped broadcasting it. But Morley wasn’t going to give up and managed to find ways to organize the contest at a lower cost.
Yukta Mookhey (India), Miss World 1999
In the second half of the decade, the organizers decided to gather a jury of representatives of different professions from all over the world in order to increase the interest of the audience. So, now beauties were judged by actors and actresses, athletes, magazine editors, and top models from different countries.
2000s: a woman takes the reins.
Agbani Darego (Nigeria), Miss World 2001
In 2000, Eric Morley passed away, so his wife Julia took on her husband’s work and decided to make some adjustments. For example, she called the pageant «stupid and horrible» and promised to make it «more positive» for women. She condemned the part of the show where girls had to first parade around in swimsuits and then give interviews about their life ambitions. «Not because I thought there was something wrong, horrible, and unnatural about swimsuits, but I thought you generally don’t feel comfortable if someone is interviewing you in a tux, and you are in a bathing suit,» Julia said.
Rosanna Davison (Ireland), Miss World 2003, and Kaiane Aldorino (Gibraltar), Miss World 2009
In 2004, Julia Morley surpassed her spouse by managing to gather a then record number of participating countries — 107 girls took part in the competition.
2010s: no swimsuits
Megan Young (Philippines), Miss World 2013
In 2013, the contestants traveled to Bali. It was the first time the event was held in Southeast Asia. Also, for the first time in the history of the contest, a girl from the Philippines, Megan Young, won the crown.
Manushi Chhillar (India), Miss World 2017
Julia Morley, who had previously voiced her discontent with overly revealing costumes of contestants,
decided to remove the swimsuit competition from the pageant in 2015. She said, «We are really not looking at her bottom. We are really listening to her speak.»
2020s: what’s next?
Karolina Bielawska (Poland), Miss World 2021
The first event of the new decade wasn’t really big. In 2022, the number of countries participating in the contest was the smallest since 2003 — only 97. The winner was Karolina Bielawska from Poland. Next time, the Miss World jury gathered in 2024 and crowned Krystyna Pyszková from the Czech Republic.
Krystyna Pyszková (Czech Republic), Miss World 2023
Since modern trends criticize various beauty standards, there is a possibility that the Miss World organizers will choose to stop using any selection criteria for future contestants, following the example of Miss Universe. In 2023, the latter removed the upper age limit for contestants. And since Julia Morley suggests that it is personality that should be evaluated, we are sure that changes in the contest are not long to wait.
Speaking about Miss Universe. Here’s what 16 Miss Universe winners look like now.
Preview photo credit Harry Pot / Nationaal Archief / Wikimedia Commons, CC BY-SA 3.0 NL DEED, Historia de la belleza / Wikimedia Commons, EAST NEWS, Rajanish Kakade / Associated Press / East News
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