My Husband Called to Say He Demolished My House, I Just Laughed

Following the will, Eric inherited the house. His grandmother was happy and paid the inheritance tax.

“He’s our successor, after all,”

she said. While that’s not wrong, I felt a bit sad, as if Eric had been taken from me.

Then something unbelievable happened next.

“Come over to our house,”

Scott’s call prompted me to head straight to his parents’ house. When I arrived, I saw Scott’s mother and Scott himself standing in front of their house, stunned, just like I once had been.

The site was filled with heavy machinery and trucks labeled with demolition company names. Workers were tearing down their house right before our eyes.

“What’s going on?”

I asked.

“It’s my house. I can do what I want with it,”

Eric said, appearing from somewhere, looking satisfied as he watched the demolition.

“Eric, what are you doing? Stop this right now!”

Scott shouted.

“Stopping it now won’t make it livable anyway,”

Eric replied.

“What have you done?”

Scott’s mother and Scott were begging Eric, but Eric just laughed.

“Did you forget what Grandpa and Dad did to Mom? Grandma, you were awful to Mom, too, right? Did you apologize?”

Eric’s smile turned into a sharp glare at Scott’s mother and Scott. They fell to their knees as the heavy machinery continued to noisily dismantle their house.

I finally felt relieved seeing the scene. Later, Scott finally paid the damages and compensation from the inherited assets.

The stolen items that Scott’s mother took from my mother were retrieved by Eric and safely returned to me.

“You always have me and Judy,”

Eric said. I finally shed tears of relief.

Scott’s mother and Scott, having lost their house and left with no money, were now living in a company house again. Scott and I had moved out of the company house, but now Scott and his mother had to return, becoming the subject of rumors.

I explained the whole truth to Scott’s colleague’s wife who we were on good terms with. Scott and his mother will likely have a hard life in the company housing, but it’s their own doing.

After Scott’s retirement, they’ll be forced to save up for a new place to live. I sometimes think about asking my friend how Scott and his mother are living now, just to have something to talk about.

After that, I continued to stay at Judy’s house. Then Eric got engaged to be married.

He was planning to build a house. The land of the former family home sold for a decent amount and I was glad to see that even that house served a purpose.

“Mom, come live with us,”

Eric offered. His fiancée welcomed me warmly.

Since I couldn’t keep relying on Judy, who lived alone indefinitely, I decided to take Eric up on his offer. I am thinking of living happily with my new family.

Determined not to become a mother-in-law like my own mother-in-law.