I didn’t tell my mother-in-law that we had installed cameras in our house: while we were away, she came in, opened the door with her own keys – and later I watched the recordings and called the police

I didn’t tell my mother-in-law that we had installed cameras in our house: while we were away, she came in, opened the door with her own keys – and later I watched the recordings and called the police 

When we moved into our new home, my husband insisted that his mother should also have a duplicate key. He explained it simply: “If we ever go away, she can look after the house, water the plants, feed the cat.”

I didn’t argue, but every time I came home, I noticed strange little things. Documents weren’t where I had left them.

The jewelry in my box had been rearranged. Sometimes I even found wrappers in the trash from products we had definitely never bought.

— You’re imagining things, — my husband waved me off. — My mother would never do such a thing.

But inside me, the anxiety kept growing. And one day, after yet another strange discovery, I made a decision: I installed hidden cameras in the living room, bedroom, and even the hallway. I didn’t tell anyone, neither my husband nor my mother-in-law. I just wanted to understand why she came into our home without an invitation, without saying anything beforehand.

The next day I turned on the recordings – and my breath caught. After watching them, I immediately called the police  To be continued in the first comment 

The camera showed: my mother-in-law walked into the house as if it were her own, took off her coat and… she wasn’t alone. A man, clearly younger than her, followed behind. They behaved as if the house belonged to them – wandered through the rooms, laughed, poured wine.

But the worst part came next. On the recording it was clearly visible that this man went into our bedroom, opened my dresser, and started rummaging through my things.

A few minutes later he walked out of the room carrying my jewelry box, while my mother-in-law stood nearby pretending nothing was happening.

I sat in front of the screen, clutching my chest, my heart pounding as if it would burst out.

— Oh my God… — I whispered, unable to believe my eyes.

I rewound the video, then fast-forwarded again – it was clear. This wasn’t an accident.

That same evening I called the police. When my husband came home, I showed him the video. He sat in silence, pale as a wall.

— That… that’s my mother… — he barely managed to say. — And she knew he was stealing?..

I only nodded.

A few hours later, the police were already at our door. My mother-in-law had never expected her secret to be uncovered so quickly.