My Second-Marriage Father-in-Law Occupied My Wedding House

The more I heard, the more outrageous it became.

The house I worked so hard to buy is to be left to her and her mother, and I was supposed to give her mom 10,000 dollars a month for living expenses?

What a pipe dream!

I couldn't take it anymore and went into the bedroom to grab the property deed.

But after searching the bedside cabinet for a while, I found nothing; my property deed was missing.

There was no doubt, it must have been Dwayne's doing; there was no one else.

I glared at him in anger.

"Give it back to me?"

His face twitched a few times.

"What do you mean by giving it back to you? I don't know what you're talking about."

I originally wanted to give him some face, but now it seems unnecessary.

"Property certificate, bring me my property certificate."

His eyes narrowed, with a hint of threat.

"Ariana, I'm your father-in-law. How can you talk to me like that?"

How dare he even call himself a father-in-law?

I continued to demand.

"Return my property certificate."

Yvette walked over, rummaging through the drawer under the closet and then threw a booklet at me.

"Is this what you're looking for? Here, let's see if you can take it with you."

It was the property deed! So, she had just hidden it in a different place. I held the document, ready to kick them out; I couldn't let them live in my home.

"This is my house! I never agreed to you living here; pack up and move out today!"

Yvette and Chelsea exchanged looks, unable to keep straight faces.

After a while, Chelsea finally said.

"Ariana, where do you get the nerve? Open it and see whose house this really is."

I sensed something wrong from their confident tone.

I quickly opened the property certificate, and my heart skipped a beat. I could hardly believe it.

Impossible, this was clearly my house. I personally paid the money and handled the documents.

But now it clearly stated Dwayne as the homeowner.