Ten Years Raising Someone Else's Son

Jean froze where she stood, her eyes darting back and forth between my ashen face and the property title in Michael's hand."Michael... wasn't that apartment supposed to be the one Dad saved for my university studies?"Her voice was small, her body instinctively shrinking backward."And Dad bought it himself...""Shut up!"Michael suddenly exploded, jabbing a finger straight at her face."You little b*stard nobody wanted! You and your dead mother are nothing but parasites!"This apartment is mine. I'll give it to whoever I want. Since when does an outsider like you get to speak here?""Michael!" I barked. "Watch your mouth!""Oh, so what if I said it? She eats my food, spends my money, and now she wants a share of my apartment too? Dream on!"Natalie sat beside him, not only making no attempt to stop him, but shooting Jean a look full of disgust."You damn girl, why are you interrupting adults talking? Go back to your room! Honestly, no sense at all. Can't you see your broth

I went into the bedroom and only took my documents and a few changes of clothes.I did not even glance at the safe.Ten minutes later, Jean and I were standing by the front door.Natalie was clutching the divorce agreement while huddling together with Michael, the two of them studying it excitedly."This is perfect, Michael. Tomorrow we can transfer both apartments into your name!""Of course. Hazel's gonna be thrilled."Michael turned and shouted at me, "Hey, old b*stard, leave the keys behind!""And don't let me catch you hanging around here again. Bad luck. If you dare come back and cause trouble, I'll break your legs!"I pulled the keys from my pocket and casually tossed them onto the floor. The metallic clang rang sharply through the room."Natalie. Michael."I looked at the mother and son and called their names one last time."I hope neither of you regrets this someday.""Regret?" Michael wrapped an arm around Hazel and laughed so hard he nearly bent over."The bigge

They finally made it to the county recorder’s office right as it opened. The mother and son rushed in first, slammed the property title onto the counter, and barked impatiently, "We're here for a transfer! Hurry up!""Put the house under my name!" Michael shouted.The young clerk behind the counter jumped in surprise. Frowning, she took the property title, glanced at it, then typed a few things into her computer.A moment later, her expression darkened even further."It can't be processed."She pushed the property title back across the counter."What do you mean it can't be processed?" Natalie snapped."This is a legitimate property title! Look carefully!""Ma'am, the property title itself is real," the clerk explained, pointing at her screen, "but it's already been voided.""The system shows that this property was reported lost six months ago, and a replacement property title was issued."And three days ago, ownership transfer was completed. The current owner is Jean Hensley

"Voluntary?" Thomas let out a cold laugh."Under family law, a stepfather's responsibility to support a stepchild is a moral obligation tied to marriage, not a legal one."Since the defendants subjected the plaintiff to emotional abuse and violence during the marriage, and the marital relationship has already broken down, the plaintiff has the right to recover unjust enrichment."The judge's gavel came down.The ruling was as follows:The previous divorce agreement was revoked. The marital home was deemed joint property and would be sold and divided according to law. However, due to Natalie Walters being at fault, Gerald Hensley would receive seventy percent, while Natalie would receive thirty percent.Michael Payne was ordered to repay a total of two hundred thousand dollars to Gerald for child support reimbursement and emotional damages, payable within the designated deadline.The moment he heard the verdict, Michael snapped."I refuse to accept this! I don't have any money!