The husband went out for bread, leaving Elena with the baby in her arms. He returned after 10 years, intending to divide her apartment. But upon entering the living room, he was STUNNED

— But I can’t wait anymore, — the teenager shouted. — Jennifer, let him go to the guys, — Patricia asked for her grandson. — Thanks, Grandma! — the grandson kissed his grandmother on the cheek.

— You’re the best! And ran off to change. When Alex was practically standing in the doorway, the doorbell rang. The boy mechanically started to open it.

— Everyone’s already there, — he muttered to someone. Jennifer realized that Michael had arrived. — Hello, Mom! — Michael greeted the elderly woman.

— I didn’t expect to see you here. You came just in time. You can confirm that your half of the apartment becomes mine.

I think tomorrow we can go to the notary and formalize everything officially. — Hello, Mike! — Jennifer briefly filled me in. — And here’s what I’ll tell you.

I think you’re wrongly demanding the division of the apartment from her. I won’t give my consent to that. — So you’re on her side? — Michael said with bitterness in his voice.

— But you’re my mother! — But Jennifer is the mother of your own child. — Have you forgotten? Do you even realize how hard it was for her when she was left with a small son on her hands and huge debts. Believe me, life wasn’t sweet for her.

— But you helped her, — Michael noted. — And then she met her new hubby. What do you think, can I demand compensation from him for living in my apartment with my wife all these years? — he asked his mother…

— And he also became a real father to your child. Do you know how much love and warmth he put into his upbringing? The boy loves sports and studies well. And all thanks to whom? Robert! — Patricia summed up.

— Okay, — Michael waved his hand. — Let them live as they want. The question is the apartment.

I have nowhere to live right now, so I thought. — Son, as you understand, initially the apartment belonged to me. I signed over half to Jennifer.

And I was saving the second half for you. I kept hoping you’d finally show up. — I showed up, Mom! — Michael said joyfully.

— Let’s legalize your decision. Let Jennifer use half the apartment with her son and her boyfriend. So be it, I don’t mind.

Just the second half is mine. — Too late, — Patricia answered calmly. — Now Jennifer owns the entire apartment.

— How’s that? — Very simply. Yesterday I was at the notary with my grandson and transferred my share to him. Michael looked as if he’d been hit on the head with a dusty sack…