My Entitled Family Wants to Take My House and Give It to My Brother, Even Though They Kicked Me Out.

She actually believed herself to be on the level of a trophy wife and that she deserves to be with someone wealthy. Dan said he pulled an Amy and maniacally laughed at her.

He said she was nowhere near hot enough to be a trophy wife, along with mentioning any other fault she had. Sil ended up humiliated by this and ran off like a child.

Due to having to live with her parents, Sil was forced to work in their family business because Dan wasn’t giving her access to his bank accounts anymore. She’d already maxed out all the credit cards he previously gave her.

She griped about having to work for her parents despite having a college degree, but I think they were the only ones who’d employ her anyway since she’s got a criminal record and a decade-long gap in her resume. I’ve heard from Dan that her parents were severely disappointed in her as well, but that was just a rumor; they could be just as bad as her for all I know.

Either way, the shit show of a divorce really took off once it got going. Sil didn’t walk away with much from it, especially because she had an affair, physically hurt her husband and eldest child, and it’s an at-fault state like I mentioned earlier, so she kissed any chance of getting her way goodbye.

I’ll go into detail about it in the final post. This is what I know of the divorce from my brother Dan.

Dan’s lawyer pulled some strings to get the divorce started as fast as possible, but it cost him; I don’t know the more specific details or how much at all it cost, they never told me. Sil, on the other hand, was financially backed into a corner very badly, and you know what can happen when you corner an animal.

She fought back, but the law was not on her side nor were her dwindling finances. Sil’s parents had to pay for a lawyer for her, and not a very good one either.

Also, she actually brought her affair partner to the divorce court to testify on her behalf. This guy was a real piece of work; he had a bronze tongue and a charming smile he tried to use to his advantage.

He claimed Sil had been wronged by an incompetent husband, which is why she sought the arms of another man. He claimed he was ready to take responsibility for his child he had fathered with Sil, but that Sil would still be needing the alimony for helping support herself and care for said child.

He remarked that because Dan at the time was still on the birth certificate, alimony should be one of his obligations. Dan said this guy used big words and a charming smile but seemed an extra special kind of stupid, and coming from Dan, that’s saying something.

The judge was also not swayed in the slightest and told the bronze-tongued loudmouth that he was a hypocrite for saying he was ready to take responsibility for his own child while also holding his hand out for money from the man whose marriage he’d helped ruin. That shut him up.

Dan was prepared to sue his wife’s affair partner for alienation of affection too; however, that fell through. I guess it would have been on Dan to prove how much she loved him before the affair started, but after her mask came off and we saw the real her, we’re not sure if she ever really loved him at all or if she just loved having a meal ticket.

Someone here pointed out Sil probably kept popping out kids to avoid getting a job, and you may have been right. Either way, Sil tried dragging out the divorce, but Dan’s lawyer and the judge kept it from happening much.

I swear Dan must have seriously lucked out because he got one of the meanest and most unsympathetic to cheaters judges in the state. All the evidence we had on Sil made it easy to keep her from playing the victim, so instead, she just let her real bitchy self out since there was no point in hiding it anymore.

The court had all of the records provided by Dan and myself—police reports, photos, and recordings to prove she was an abusive narcissist. There was a mountain against Sil that she had no way to climb over or hike around.

She tried standing against the mountain, but that was prime avalanche territory. In the end of the divorce, Sil struck a deal to end things quick.

Dan takes three-quarters of the credit card debt, gets his name off the affair baby’s birth certificate, and Sil walked away with only partial custody of her children, no alimony, but also without most of the credit debts she racked up. Her being legally employed by her parents meant she had an income of her own to fall back on to start paying off her debts.

She can see her other kids almost whenever she wants and can take them on weekends, but for whatever reason, she has made very few attempts to even see them. She took them out to eat fast food a few times, but she never took them home with her.

The kids are back in school now, so that gives her even fewer opportunities to see them. You’d think her parents would want to see their grandchildren, but they haven’t contacted Dan about it.

They barely saw Dan’s children before that too; now they may not even bother to see them at all. Do they hate kids or something? Even Dan doesn’t know, but he tells me that his in-laws were always indifferent to him.

As for Dan, well, he really did love his wife a lot, so the betrayal of her cheating made him hit the bottle hard. Rewind back to the night of his confrontation with his wife: he came to me in a stupor with a whiskey bottle in hand and his face all scratched up and covered in bandages.

I wouldn’t say he was drunk yet, but I freaked out seeing him looking like that at first then berated him for driving under the influence. But that didn’t really mean much to him compared to the betrayal of his cheating harlot of a soon-to-be ex-wife.

We spent a few hours hanging out in my camper so as not to disturb my tenants. All the while, Dan was drinking whiskey straight from the bottle and crying that he’s a fool and how he regretted ever marrying Sil.

Pretty much any time he mentions her now, he just refers to her as “that bitch,” so that’s ex-Sil’s nickname now. Ironically, this time together was the most bonding Dan and I have done in 15 years.

While he didn’t exactly apologize to me, he called himself a shitty human being with terrible taste in women then said I at least didn’t make his mistakes. Despite all he previously did to me, he’s still my younger brother, and I couldn’t risk letting him try to drive home.

So I told him to stay the night and managed to take his keys, then set up the bunk in my camper for him to use. I rented out my spare rooms after all.

He was in no shape to drive home, and if he’d taken an Uber, he’d have to pay for it and then have to come back for his car later. He was still a depressed crying mess and didn’t want our parents or his kids to see him like that, and frankly, I was worried he’d do something insanely stupid if I let him leave.