I Invited My Son’s Ex-Wife to Thanksgiving Dinner — It Ended Tragically

Holidays bring families closer together, but for Olivia, this Thanksgiving took a heartbreaking turn. Hoping to create a sweet moment for her grandchildren, she invited her son’s first wife to dinner. However, her decision enraged his new wife, leading to surprising conflict that spiraled into a holiday nightmare.
Olivia’s letter:
I live at my son’s house, and I secretly invited his ex-wife to Thanksgiving dinner. His new wife felt insulted, but I said, “She’s more family to us than you! My grandkids deserve to celebrate with both parents.” Furious, she stormed out of the house, and my son stayed with us.


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An hour later, the police knocked on the door.
My heart dropped when we found out that someone had made an anonymous call, reporting a loud family dispute and concerns for the children’s safety. We were sh0cked when they began searching the house and even took my son to the station for questioning. Our peaceful Thanksgiving was ruined, turning into a tragic memory.

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The police eventually realized the children were never in danger and released my son. My daughter-in-law later admitted that she made the call to sabotage the evening because she felt unwelcome in her own house. I never imagined she’d be so vindictive.
I only wanted my grandkids to have a nice Thanksgiving with their mother. Did I do something wrong?

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