He said this was his house and he didn’t need to negotiate with a child. Lily looked at me standing in the doorway. I told my husband that Lily could finish her homework and that he could watch TV in the bedroom. He turned to me and said he was tired of tiptoeing around a kid who wasn’t even his. He said he’d been patient for 2 years and he was done pretending.
He looked at Lily and told her she needed to find somewhere else to live because this was his house now. Lily’s face crumpled. She grabbed her books and ran upstairs and I heard her door slam. I stood there looking at the man I’d married and realized I didn’t recognize him anymore. I asked him what made him think this was his house.
He said we were married so everything that was mine was his too. I asked him if he’d read the prenup he signed before our wedding. His face changed. I reminded him that my grandmother’s house was protected as separate property and that he had no legal claim to it whatsoever. He said prenups could be challenged.