My Ex-Husband Pays Only $200 a Month for Our Six Kids and Demands Receipts for Every Little Expense – What His Own Mother Did Next Taught Him a Lesson He’ll Never Forget

Bryan laughed loudly. Humorously, this time.

“Even if you did, you wouldn’t win. I’ve got the best lawyer and the money to drag this out as long as I want.”

He sounded proud of it.

Evelyn nodded slowly.

“Thank you for saying that out loud,” she replied. “I’ve been recording since we started talking.”

She held up her phone.

Bryan’s eyes widened. “You wouldn’t—”

“I would, and I will,” she cut in. “This ends today! You either start providing properly for your children, or we take this further, something I should’ve done years ago.”

“Even if you did, you wouldn’t win.”

For the first time since the confrontation began, my ex-husband looked unsure.

He muttered something under his breath and walked out, tossing the papers onto the floor as he went.

The door slammed shut behind him.

I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding.

Evelyn turned to me again.

“I actually had something for you and the kids.”

I shook my head quickly. “You’ve already done more than enough—”

“No,” she said gently. “I haven’t.”

Before I could argue, she walked toward the yard.

My ex-husband looked unsure.

***

Outside, the kids were laughing again. Jenna had them running around with balloons, trying to keep the mood alive.

My MIL called for everyone’s attention.

People gathered slowly.

Then she handed me a folder.

I frowned, confused. “What is this?”

“Open it.”

My hands trembled as I did. It took me a second to understand what I was looking at.

A property deed.

I looked up at her, my throat tight.

“What is this?”