I was 25 he was 43, I was dating one of his wife’s sisters x who was 30.
After 6.5 years I left due to his drinking. After a few months I ran into Mr. 43 and we started hanging out. I got an apartment and he helped me pack and move in. he was going for a divorce .Eventually we got together and started dating. After a few years we moved into together. We did everything together. Spent weeks on the boat, went to parties, and went camping. ECT: His Children hated me. His adopted daughter is 1 year older than me; his son is 5 years younger than me. .after 4 years of living together, Mr. 43 asked me if I knew of someone that was selling a camp on a lake because he owned a boat...
I did know of a place. I grew up at a camp when I was a child and use to spend my summers up there. I have found memories. I contacted the family that had owned the camp and they said they would sell. Mr.43 bought the camp. The kicker is he put it in his son’s name. Over the years living here I have donated much time and money to upgrade. Landscaping alone has cost me a fortune’s also did the work on a new ceiling and tore out the old one with a friend .Mr. 43 paid for it. I have also cleaned and taken care of it. So now I come to the update.
We have been together for 22 years. As I have said the son hates me. I asked Mr. 43 about security and what happens if he passes on. God forbid but he is 18 years older. His son will throw me and my 6 cats out on the street. Mr. 43 refuses to even put the camp in his own Name. Now I find a woman’s phone number in his car when we went to dinner, it belongs to his hair dresser that cuts his hair at the mall but it was her home number. I caught him cheating once before about 4 years ago. But I blew that out of the water. Because I will not leave or kill or separate myself from my animals. And I do not want to live any where else this has been my home for 19 years. I live in NYS and common law does not apply. SO I had to stay. There is no place on Gods green earth that would take me and 6 cats. Also I love the woods where I am, no traffic and my babies are safe. He refuses to talk about things he gets up and walks out of the room, and he gets very defensive, especially when I talk about the house…His son has told many people,” when my dad dies ,she is out on the street with all her animals and belongings”.. I am 47 years old now; I go to college and a nurse that work’s part time. I don’t know which direction to go in. Any suggestions.
Betrayed in NY.