Chapter 3

I called Jenny to question her, "Who said you could secretly sell my house?"

Jenny did not show the slightest guilt. She even sounded smug, as if she had a hold on me. "So what if I sold it? It's all because you refused to pay the 326 dollars for Christmas Eve dinner! How dare you talk back to me? Watch how I'll deal with you!"

"It's my pre-marital property. It has nothing to do with the Zachary family! This is stealing. It's illegal!" I shouted furiously as I trembled with anger.

Jenny argued stubbornly, "Illegal? You're my daughter's husband. What's yours is hers, and what's hers is mine! How is it illegal for me to sell my own things? Anyway, I've already sold the house and received the payment. Do you really think I can't handle your spoiled brat attitude?"

I had been giving in, but all I had gotten in return was Jenny's defiant attitude. It was impossible to reason with an unreasonable person like her, so I hardened my heart and called the police.

When I arrived at the local police station at my in-laws' place, Jenny was throwing a tantrum. Seeing me, she rolled over and was about to slap me. "You bastard! How could you call the police?"

Winona also hurriedly came, her expression looking a bit grim. "Aaron! That's my mom! How could you be so extreme?"

I shoved Jenny aside and looked coldly at Winona. "Your mother made things difficult for me at Christmas Eve dinner, yet you didn't even say a word. Now, she's stolen my property deed and sold the house, and you're accusing me instead?"

Winona's expression turned grimmer.

Jenny kept insisting she was not stealing. She had just sold her own house.

I did not waste time explaining and directly showed the police all the documents proving the house was my premarital property.

If investigated further, Jenny could indeed face criminal charges. Jenny was ignorant about the law, and so was the relative who bought the house. They simply thought that obtaining the property deed meant the sale was complete.

They had no idea about the specific procedures for property transactions and the transfer of ownership. Therefore, the transaction was invalid.

My house was still mine.

If I did not pursue the matter, Jenny would not need jail time.

Winona pleaded with me, saying Jenny was old and could not go to jail.

I did not want to pay her any attention, but she eventually knelt before me and swore that she would never let me suffer any more mistreatment. Only then did I reluctantly agree not to pursue the matter.

However, I decided to move out of our marital home. I felt I needed to seriously consider whether my marriage to Winona was worth continuing.

After I got home, Winona tugged at my suitcase, constantly apologizing. "I really didn't know my mom would do that. She knows she's wrong now. If you refuse to go back, we won't go back. Darling! Please don't do this!"

I did not soften my stance and only told Winona that I would not divorce her if Jenny stopped causing trouble as she promised.

Now, I needed some peace and quiet.

Winona showed her attitude through her actions, sending me to work and picking me up from work every day, as well as cooking for me.

Jenny seemed to have stopped causing trouble.

However, Winona said she had to work overtime and could not pick me up one day, so I went home by myself.

As soon as I got to the complex entrance, the security guard said to me, "A group of menacing-looking people was looking for you, but I had no reason to stop them since they had an access card."