My Wife Left Me and Our Children After I Lost My Job – Two Years Later, I Accidentally Met Her in a Café, and She Was in Tears

Two years ago, my wife walked out on me and our four-year-old twins at the lowest point of my life. I had just lost my six-figure job when the tech company I worked for went bankrupt. Overnight, I went from stability to unemployment, bills piling up, and fear about how I’d provide for my family. Anna looked at me with disappointment the day I told her the news. Soon after, she packed a suitcase and said, “I can’t do this anymore.” Just like that, she was gone.

The first year was brutal. I drove for ride-share companies at night and delivered groceries during the day, all while raising Max and Lily. My retired parents helped with childcare, but financially, I was on my own. The loneliness was crushing, but my kids kept me going. Their hugs and “We love you, Daddy” reminded me why I couldn’t give up.

By the second year, things changed. I landed a freelance coding job that turned into a stable remote position. We moved to a smaller apartment, built routines, and finally started thriving.

Then, exactly two years later, I saw Anna crying alone in a café. She’d lost her job and everything she thought she wanted. She asked to come back.

I said no.

My children need stability, not someone who leaves when life gets hard.