My Husband Sent Me to Deliver Dinner to His Ailing Mother — But While I Was on the Way, My Lawyer Called Urgently, Shouting, ‘Turn Around Immediately!’

In our state, property acquired during marriage was split 50-50 in the event of a divorce. I trusted Matt, even if the arrangement left a small knot of unease in my stomach. I remember it was around 6 p.m.

when I got into my car with the lasagna still warm. Matt told me he had some work meeting that he needed to attend, so he couldn’t accompany me. About 20 minutes after leaving the house, my phone buzzed.

It was Sarah, my lawyer. She never called after work hours unless it was urgent. “Hi,” I said.

“What’s up?”

“Go back home. NOW,” she shouted into the phone. “What?

Sarah, what’s going on?”

“It’s Matt,” she said. “They’re at your house… with a real estate agent. You need to get back immediately.”

“What do you mean ‘they’?” I asked, already turning the car around.

“Matt and Linda,” she said, her tone clipped. “They’re signing paperwork to put the house in Linda’s name.”

“What the heck?”

“Just get back home now!” she said before hanging up. When I pulled into the driveway, my hands were shaking so badly that I could barely unbuckle my seatbelt.

Inside, the scene was worse than I’d imagined. Matt was standing in the living room holding the papers he had been hiding from me. Linda was next to him and didn’t look sick at all.

Meanwhile, the real estate agent shifted uncomfortably. It looked like she regretted being involved in this. “What is going on here?” I demanded.

Matt stepped forward. “Babe, listen—”

“No,” Sarah interrupted, stepping into the room behind me. She must have followed right after I told her I was about to reach home.

“Let me spell it out for her since you clearly can’t be honest.”

Then she turned to me. “They were about to transfer the house into Linda’s name,” she said. “Your house, Demi.

The one you saved for.”

I stared at Matt, unable to process what I was looking at. “Why?” I whispered. “Why would you do this?”

Linda folded her arms as her lips curled into a condescending smile.

“It’s simple,” she said. “Matt has always been my son first and I need to protect what’s his. You can’t trust everyone these days, you know.”

I was speechless.

“But that’s not all,” Sarah interrupted. “I did some digging after the agent flagged this deal. Linda’s been planning for Matt to marry someone else.

Her friend’s daughter. They were going to push for a divorce, leave you with nothing, and move forward like you didn’t even exist.”

My chest tightened as the room spun. “You planned this?

With her?” I turned to Matt. “I trusted you, Matt. I gave you everything.

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