My Husband Tried To Kick My Teenage Daughter Out Of My Own House. He Thought Being Married Made Him The Owner. I Just Changed The Locks While He Was At Work. Am I Being Too Harsh?
The Hearing
The restraining order hearing happened on a Tuesday morning at 9:00. Victoria met me outside the courthouse at 8:30 to go over everything one more time. She reminded me to stay calm and stick to the facts no matter what my husband said or how he tried to twist things.
We walked through security and found seats in the hallway outside the courtroom. My husband showed up 15 minutes later wearing a suit I’d never seen before, probably borrowed or bought specifically for this.
He looked reasonable and calm, like a concerned spouse who just wanted to work things out. His lawyer was with him, a woman in her 50s who kept glancing at me with this expression that seemed almost sympathetic.
When they called our case, we all filed into the courtroom and took our seats. The judge was a man in his 60s with reading glasses that he kept pushing up his nose. He reviewed the paperwork for a few minutes while we sat in silence.
Then he started asking my husband questions about the incident where he’d entered the house after being told to stay away. My husband’s voice was steady and polite as he explained that he just wanted to talk to his wife like adults.
He said he didn’t realize using a key he’d had made months ago would be considered breaking in. The judge asked him about the 30-day notice to vacate and whether he understood that the house belonged to me as separate property.
My husband’s mask slipped a little bit. He referred to my house as “our marital home” and said that marriage meant sharing everything. Victoria had warned me this would happen, that his sense of entitlement would show through once he started talking.
Judgment Day
The judge asked him why he thought he had a right to enter a home he’d been explicitly told to leave. My husband said he was just trying to prepare his stepdaughter for the real world and that I was being overprotective.
He called Lily difficult and disrespectful. He said she needed to learn that life had consequences and that I was doing her a disservice by coddling her.
The judge’s expression changed when my husband started talking about Lily. He asked my husband to clarify what he meant by “preparing a 16-year-old for the real world” by telling her to find somewhere else to live.
My husband tried to backtrack, but the damage was done. His entitlement was right there in the open for everyone to see. The judge granted a six-month restraining order and ordered my husband to stay away from both me and Lily. He said any violation would result in immediate arrest.
Walking out of the courthouse, I felt like I could breathe for the first time in weeks. Victoria squeezed my arm and said that went as well as we could have hoped.
Untangling Lives
The next problem came when I tried to take my husband’s name off the utility accounts. I’d assumed it would be simple since the accounts were originally in my name and the house was my property.
But when I called the electric company, they told me they needed both signatures to remove an authorized user. I explained that we were separated and he’d been ordered to stay away from me.
Liam helped me figure out a workaround. He drafted an affidavit stating that I was the sole property owner and that my husband had added his name to the accounts without my permission.
We attached copies of the deed, the prenup, and the restraining order. Then Liam called the utility companies himself and worked his way up the chain until he found someone willing to review the documentation.
It took 3 weeks of frustrating phone calls and multiple rounds of paperwork. The electric company finally removed his name after 2 weeks. The water company took longer because they had different verification procedures.
My husband refused to cooperate out of spite, ignoring calls from the utility companies and refusing to sign anything his lawyer sent over. He was leaving bills in limbo hoping it would force me to contact him directly.
Liam warned me not to take the bait. He said my husband was looking for any excuse to claim I’d violated the restraining order or to reestablish communication. Eventually, we got everything straightened out, but it took way more time and energy than it should have.
Delay Tactics
Two weeks after the restraining order hearing, Victoria called to tell me my husband’s lawyer had sent over a letter. I asked if it was about the divorce, and she said, “Not exactly.”
She read it to me over the phone. The letter proposed that we pause the divorce proceedings and try separation counseling instead. It was full of therapy language about communication breakdowns and blended family challenges.
It talked about the importance of working through difficulties rather than giving up on a marriage. It suggested that with professional help we could find better ways to address our different parenting styles.
The letter completely ignored everything my husband had done to Lily. It reframed his emotional abuse as a parenting disagreement. It made the whole situation sound like a misunderstanding that could be fixed with better communication.
Victoria said this was a common tactic to delay proceedings and maintain control. She’d seen it dozens of times in cases like mine. The goal was to make me feel guilty for not trying hard enough and to buy my husband more time to figure out his next move.
She asked if I wanted to consider the proposal. I told her absolutely not. I instructed her to proceed with the divorce filing immediately. She said she’d have the papers ready by the end of the week.
The Divorce Filing
True to her word, she served him the following week. I got a text from Victoria on a Wednesday afternoon saying the process server had delivered the papers to my husband at his work.
I felt a strange mix of emotions when I read that message. Part of me was relieved that we were moving forward. Part of me was terrified of what came next.
Filing for divorce made everything feel both real and final in a way that changing the locks and getting the restraining order hadn’t. This was the official end of my marriage, documented in legal paperwork and court filings.
My husband had 30 days to respond, and Victoria expected him to fight over property division despite the prenup clearly protecting my assets. She said people like him didn’t give up easily even when they knew they had no legal ground to stand on.
