She Weaponized Our Baby
At dinner, my wife's little brother Darren shot me a nasty look. "Other guys hook their wife's brother up with houses and cars. Mine won't shut up about covering a lousy twenty grand.
"Wade Watson, transfer your house to me today, or I swear, I'll make my sister divorce you."
My hand stalled mid-serve as I placed food on my pregnant wife's plate.
That house was all my parents left me. Best school district in the city. Worth over three hundred grand.
I looked at Vanessa, waiting for her to back me up. For the baby.
She slammed an abortion appointment slip onto the table.
"It's because I married a useless guy like you that my brother still isn't married. Wade, you get one choice—the baby or the house."