My Husband Adopted His First Love's Son

"This is our family’s business! We don’t need your interference—just handle the payment!"

I signaled Karter not to waste his breath on them. Patrick’s expression darkened as he picked up the agreement and flipped to the last page. When he saw the bank details, he finally voiced his concern.

"This house is marital property. Why is the account listed only under Andrea’s name?"

I had anticipated this question and was fully prepared.

"Selling the house involves several procedures, and for large transactions like this, the account holder must handle them in person. You’re so busy with work—surely you wouldn’t have the time, right?"

Patrick wasn’t one to bother with tedious matters. Simply put, he was lazy. Hearing my explanation, he stopped questioning it.

However, Ria couldn’t resist chiming in. "Patrick, I think you should think this through more carefully—"

I cut her off sharply. "Miss Rodriguez, even if you want to claim what’s not yours, you should at least know your place. This house is marital property; as an outsider, your opinion isn’t needed."