Another Man Owns My House and My Wife
Language: en
Three months after my wife gave birth, I suddenly gained the ability to see the true owner of every object. The sofa was mine. The TV was mine. Even the potted plants on the balcony were mine. Excited, I looked at the baby crib my wife had just bought. There was a bold, floating label on it: "Owner: Xavier Vance." Who the hell was Xavier Vance? I had never heard that name in my life. I tried to comfort myself. Maybe it was a secondhand purchase, and the seller on eBay forgot to peel off the label. But in the days that followed, more and more things belonging to Xavier Vance started…