I Visited My Pregnant Sister, and When I Saw How Her Husband Treated Her, I Taught Him a Lesson

The transformation was instant and it was definitely welcomed. Mark became Lily’s devoted helper and could anticipate her needs before she even uttered a word.

He cooked, cleaned, massaged her swollen feet, and even repainted the nursery a calming pastel blue, covering up his earlier attempt.

When Lily’s contractions started a few days later, Mark was a pillar of support. He held her hand, offering words of comfort, and even shed a few tears of his own when their beautiful baby girl entered the world.

Watching him cradle his daughter, his face beaming with love, I knew my watermelon experiment had worked.

The old Mark was gone and replaced by a man who cherished his wife and child above all else.

As I prepared to leave, Lily wrapped me in a bone-crushing hug. “Thank you,” she breathed into my ear. “You saved our marriage and gave our daughter a father who will love and cherish her always.”

I hugged her back, warmth flooding my heart. I knew people weren’t perfect, and I hoped Mark would keep this attitude forever.

But if not, I would be back to give him another lesson; perhaps, with another fruit.