My Husband Demanded We Sell My Apartment to Buy a House with His In-Laws — He Didn’t Expect Me to Hand Over the Keys So Easily
When my husband and I got married, I already owned my own apartment. It wasn’t huge, but it was mine—I had worked hard for it, saved every penny, and eventually bought it on my own. My husband moved in after our wedding, and everything seemed fine—until he and his parents came up with a ridiculous demand.
One evening, he sat me down with an enthusiastic smile and said, “We’ve been thinking—it would be better for us to sell this place and buy a big house with my parents.”
I blinked. We?
His reasoning? His parents were getting older, and it would be more “practical” for all of us to live together. He painted a picture of a happy, harmonious household where we’d all share expenses. But there was a catch—the house would be in his parents’ name because, as he put it, “They know more about managing property.”
I stared at him, stunned. “So, let me get this straight,” I said. “You want me to sell my apartment, use that money to buy a house, but put it in your parents’ name?”
He nodded, completely oblivious to how ridiculous it sounded.
I laughed—not because it was funny, but because I couldn’t believe how entitled he was. “Okay,” I said casually, “let’s do it. I’ll hand over the keys tomorrow.”
His eyes lit up. “Really? You’ll sell the apartment?”
I smiled. “Oh no, I’m not selling it. I’m moving out. Since you clearly want to live with your parents so badly, I won’t stand in your way.”
His face dropped. “Wait—what?”
I stood up, pulled out the spare keys from my bag, and placed them on the table in front of him. “You can stay here while I go find a place where I don’t have to fund someone else’s house.”
He stammered, trying to backpedal. “That’s not what I meant! I just thought it would be best for our future—”
“Our future?” I cut him off. “Or your parents’ future?”
For years, I had been independent, making smart financial decisions, and now he expected me to throw it all away so his parents could have a free house? Absolutely not.
He begged me to reconsider, saying he’d talk to his parents, that maybe they could add my name to the house deed, but I wasn’t interested. The fact that he even considered asking me to give up my security for the benefit of his family was all I needed to know about where I stood in his priorities.
The next day, I packed a bag and left to stay at a friend’s house. I wasn’t going to be manipulated into giving up something I worked so hard for. And as I walked out the door, I told him, “Enjoy your new home—with your parents.”
