My Fiancée’s Secretary Turned My Wedding Room Into A Columbarium, I Took Revenge

After a year abroad, I quietly returned, intending to surprise my fiancée. However, the moment I entered my home, I found it filled with smoke.

The wall of urns filled with ashes was a complete shock.

Frantically, I wanted to call my fiancée to find out what was going on.

But before I could, a man suddenly rushed in.

“What’s wrong with you? Can’t you see this house is for ashes? What if you just rushed in like that and disturbed the ancestors?”

I was struck by lightning when I heard his words. The house I bought in Stellis had become the place where she kept her ashes?

“I’m the owner of this house. Who gave you permission to put ashes here?” I demanded sharply, but the man glanced at me with a look of disdain.

“What landlord? This house is clearly my daughter-in-law’s!” The other person sneered, “My daughter-in-law’s name is Maxine! Get out of here, or I’ll have you kicked out!”

When I listened to him, my face was filled with disbelief. My fiancée was his daughter-in-law?

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“Maxine, you better give me an explanation!”

I called Maxine, my voice filled with uncontrollable anger.

On the other end of the line, Maxine said coldly, “Dwight, what’s wrong with you?”

“Maxine, what happened to my house?” I asked coldly.

Hearing my words, Maxine’s voice became noticeably strained and she said, “What could possibly happen to your house?”

“I’m right here!” I exclaimed with a cold expression.

Upon hearing my words, Maxine fell silent. Then, she unexpectedly said, “You haven’t been home for a year. What’s wrong with me lending the house to someone else? Besides, that’s the wedding house your family prepared for you. In other words, it’s for you and me to get married. I have the right to deal with your house!”

I laughed in anger at Maxine’s words.

Let’s not even talk about whether I should still marry her, just considering the current state of the house, how could I possibly turn it into a wedding house when it was used as a columbarium?

At this moment, my face was filled with anger as I said, “Maxine, you’d better show up right now and give me an explanation!”

“Dwight, have you had enough of this? I admit, I was wrong to lend the house to someone else, but you’re not coming back anyway! I’ll book you a hotel. You can stay there. Also, I’m very busy these next two days. Come back when you’re done!” Maxine said coldly on the other end of the line.

Then she hung up on me.

At that moment, my face was particularly grim. A few minutes later, Maxine sent me a reservation. Looking at it, I burst into laughter.

A youth hostel, one of those 6.96 dollars-a-night ones.

I angrily called Maxine.

But, to my surprise, the moment the call connected, a man’s voice came through.

“Ms. Hargraves is in a meeting, Mr. Hunt. She said you need to endure some hardship before you can. That hotel is right for you!”

The man’s voice on the other end of the line made me burst into laughter.

“Let Maxine talk to me!” I shouted, my face cold.

But the voice on the other end said with a smug tone, “Ms. Hargraves said she’s very busy. Mr. Hunt, just a kind reminder, that hotel is quite a distance from your home. You’d better go there now, otherwise you might not be able to check in! Also, remember to check out at six tomorrow morning, or Ms. Hargraves will have to pay for a full day’s room!”