What the hell? It was my house, my home, and she wanted to kick me out?

And she was so righteous about it.

I was about to explode when Dwayne quickly pulled me out to the balcony and closed the glass door.

"Ariana, I was planning to tell you and Scott this in a few days, but you came back so quickly."

I ignored him, and he continued.

"I've sold the old house."

"What? You sold the old house?"

What was he doing? Selling a house just like that?

Seeing how angry I was, he quickly added.

"Yvette said she's still young and needs security marrying me, so she asked for 660,000 dollars as a bride price. I didn't have the money, so I sold the house."

"They sold for 800,000 dollars, and I gave her 660,000. The rest I'm planning to use for the wedding and honeymoon."

I was fed up. This wedding and trip had nothing to do with me.

I only I only thought about him selling the house and what that meant for my living situation.

"So, you sold the old house and plan to live with me?"

He looked sincere.

"I'm your father. Living here is only natural. Besides, I haven't bothered you for the bride price, which is considerate enough."

No way, I disagreed.

I immediately called my husband, who was just as shocked. In the end, he could only comfort me.

"What will you do if you kick them out? They have nowhere else to go. Let them stay for now. I'll figure something out when I get back."

After hanging up, I felt like a pile of cotton was stuck in my chest, making it hard to breathe.

Dwayne heard my husband on the phone and laughed, feeling quite pleased.

"My son is thinking about me, too. Ariana, I told your mom this house is mine. It's under my name. If not, she wouldn't have married me."

"So, you should be polite to her and not act like the mistress of the house."

Get lost!

Taking advantage of the situation.

I was already annoyed. Letting them stay temporarily was my biggest concession. Do I still have to consider Yvette's face?

It was absurd. I've been married to Scott for years and have never received any help from Dwayne, neither financially nor materially.

It was the late mother-in-law who helped me take care of the child for a few years, and I was grateful for that.

Thinking about my mother-in-law made me suspicious. Their rapid marriage must have not been a coincidence.

Could it be that while I was away taking care of my child, it gave them the opportunity?