I Overheard My Husband Plotting with His Mother to Sell Our House to Pay Off Her Loan – I Had to Teach Them a Lesson

Mark’s face tightened. “Linda, don’t do this.”

“Do what? Remove myself from a conversation where my life is being rearranged without my consent?”

Helen rolled her eyes so hard I thought they might get stuck. “Oh, stop being dramatic.”

Mark rubbed his face. “I didn’t want you to find out like that.”

“Find out what?”

“I listed the house. I was going to.”

“What!?”

“I listed the house.”

He leaned back, irritation creeping in.

“I did what I had to do.”

“For your mother,” I said.

Helen sniffed loudly.

Then Mark said it. “I forged your signature. Because I knew you’d never agree.”

The room went silent.