When Agatha’s husband Richard died, he left all his property to someone she never met, and Agatha only inherited a worthless old pendant. Then Richard’s strange heir introduced herself.
Agatha and Richard met in college and settled in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, where Richard grew up. They hoped to have a big family, but it didn’t happen. After trying and failing to get pregnant for the millionth time, they gave up and decided to enjoy each other’s company.
It wasn’t so bad. Agatha had even read in the paper that many women were choosing not to have children and become career women. She and Richard had a vast farm with many animals and tons of work to do.
“That sounds like me. I’m a career woman, not a mom,” Agatha said to herself after reading the article.
Richard never seemed particularly sad about not having kids either, although he loved seeing the few neighbors who came by for Halloween. They lived surrounded by other farms, and visiting a neighbor was a considerable walk. But it was still nice that they came trick-or-treating every year.
The years went by, and Agatha never regretted not trying IVF or adopting a kid. They loved each other fiercely and had enough distractions with the farm.
Unfortunately, people aged, and soon enough, they had to hire people to run the farm. After a while, they decided to move to a more suburban area of Milwaukee and enjoy the rest of their golden years.
They lived in that area a few more years before Richard suffered an unexpected heart attack. Sadly, the doctors couldn’t do anything, and he left this world. Agatha mourned the loss of her husband but was glad that their lives had been so extraordinary.
One day, their lawyer called and asked her to meet up for a will reading. “Why, Mr. Perkins? We didn’t have children or any extended family. Why do we need to read the will?” Agatha asked him, confused.
“Please, Mrs. Chambers. Let’s meet up tomorrow in my office,” Mr. Perkins insisted. Agatha reluctantly agreed, wondering why their lawyer was so formal about it. However, she was about to find out something shocking.
There was a middle-aged woman in Mr. Perkins’ office when Agatha arrived. She had no idea who that lady was, but the lawyer invited both of them to sit down. He took out Richard’s will and began reading.
“I, Richard Chambers, of sound mind and body, hereby give all my property and what remains in my bank accounts to Sue Raymond… to my wife of many years, I give my mother’s turquoise pendant,” Mr. Perkins read.
“I don’t understand, Mr. Perkins. Who is Sue Raymond? Why didn’t I know any of this?” Agatha questioned, outraged.
“Mrs. Chambers, your husband wanted you to meet Sue,” Mr. Perkins explained, as he turned his gaze to the other woman in the room. “And that’s why I called you here. I’ll let you two have a chat,” he added and left his office.
Agatha turned to the woman beside her. “I take it you are Sue Raymond. Why are you getting my husband’s money?” she asked her.
“A few months ago, I discovered your husband on social media. He’s my father. We took a DNA test to confirm it and everything. I’m Sophie Raymond’s daughter,” Sue revealed.
“Sophie Raymond,” Agatha whispered. She knew very well that Richard had dated Sophie long before Agatha met him. He told her she was his first love. “But I don’t understand. Richard would’ve never abandoned Sophie with a baby.”
“That’s the thing. My mother never told him he was pregnant. She left Milwaukee and didn’t even think about telling him. For years, she told me that I was the result of a one-night stand. But a few years ago, I discovered some old love letters. I got curious and well…”
“You wrote to my husband… I can’t believe he didn’t tell me,” Agatha finished. She couldn’t believe Richard didn’t tell her about it. She would’ve supported their meeting. “So, you get our current house, our farm, and the money in his accounts.”
“I never asked him for anything. But I have two daughters and a paid-off house is something I could never dream of. I really want that for my girls. But we can split it. I’m ok with that,” Sue negotiated.