All Chapters of She Sold the House, I Forced Her to Divorce: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

"Could you leave a contact number and details? I'll reserve the apartment for you," I said, repeatedly confirming the buyer's information with Carla Heath.It wasn't until I saw the information Carla had filled out—where the buyer's name and social security number matched Dad's—that I finally gave up all doubt.It really was Dad.Carla handed me the documents and said with a smile, "Jody, I hope you find a boyfriend who loves you just as much someday. Next week is my 35th birthday, and my boyfriend said he could give me anything I want."This little apartment might be a bit old, but it's right in the city center. After I renovate it, it'll be just perfect for the two of us."Carla's "kind" words pierced my heart like a knife.The safe haven Grandma had left for Mom before she died had become a gift from Dad to his mistress.Forcing myself to hold back the discomfort, I tentatively asked, "What if your boyfriend can't come up with that much money? I don't mean anything by it—it's

The next day, I went to Dad's company under the pretext of delivering documents, hoping to gather more evidence. However, I was stopped at the door."Do you have an appointment?" the new receptionist asked without even looking up."I'm here for Norman Tuttle," I replied, waving the thermal container in my hand. "I'm bringing him lunch."The receptionist let out a scornful laugh. Then, she shot me a glance and said mockingly, "Mrs. Tuttle just brought him lunch. In fact, she's still with him in the office right now."Young lady, for someone your age, you sure are manipulative. Trying to take the easy way out, are we?"I was completely stunned.Mrs. Tuttle? But Mom was at home.Before I could react, the elevator dinged open. Carla stepped out carrying a Hermes bag, with several employees flocking around her calling her "Mrs. Tuttle".When she saw me, she froze in her tracks."What are you doing here?" She looked me up and down, taking in my work clothes. "I told you I'm going to

As soon as Mom said that, the entire hall fell into a dead silence. Everyone held their breath, their gazes darting back and forth between the four of us.When Dad finally realized what was happening, he let go of Carla as if he'd been burned. His face went pale, and sweat broke out instantly."What are you two doing here? Didn't I tell you not to come and get involved in company matters? Whatever this is, let's talk about it at home."Before I could even open my mouth, Carla rushed to his side. "At home?" She flung his arm away and shrieked shrilly, "What do you mean by that? We're going to settle this right here, right now!"She stormed over to us in her high heels and nearly jabbed my eye out."You again! Your relentless little slut. What, seeing my boyfriend give me an apartment and a diamond ring made you so jealous you had to come crash the party?"The spotlight and every camera lens were fixed on us.Even the audience had begun whispering among themselves."Everyone, l

"Demand letter?" Dad's head shot up, as if he'd grabbed hold of his last lifeline.His eyes darted frantically across the room, taking in all the cameras. Then, he suddenly pointed at Carla, who was still dazed, and raised his voice sharply."It was her! That slut seduced me! I was tricked by her!""Norman, you monster!" Carla screamed as she lunged at him. "Who was the one begging at my feet every day? Who said his ugly wife at home made him sick to his stomach?""You're lying!" Dad shoved her away violently, his face twisted with rage. "If you weren't somewhat pretty, would I have even looked at you? Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a gold digger spreading her legs to climb the ladder!""I'm a gold digger? Then you're a mooching fraud! You're even more despicable than I am to steal your wife's money to support me!"Carla completely lost it. She grabbed the velvet ring box from the nearby table and hurled it at Dad with all her might."Take back your stupid ring! Tr

Three months later, Dad was sentenced to 15 years in prison for embezzlement, misappropriation of funds, tax evasion, and bribery.When he heard the verdict from the defendant's box, his legs gave out, and he nearly collapsed.He whipped his head around toward the gallery, his eyes locking onto Mom and me. His lips quivered, as if he wanted to say something.Mom, with her arm linked through mine, didn't look at him even once.We filed for enforcement of the judgment, and the court swiftly froze and liquidated all assets under Dad's name.The city center apartment that had nearly been sold away was finally returned to Mom.Carla didn't end up any better either.The vast sums of money she'd squandered were deemed proceeds of crime and had to be repaid in full. Her designer bags, jewelry, and luxury car were all seized and auctioned off.She came looking for us once, sobbing about how she was also a victim. But Mom only told her to give back every penny she took from her, then clo