Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Louisa, known for her fiery temper, couldn't swallow such a bitter pill.

The very day she found out, she stormed the real estate agency, demanding the young agent, Ralph, to show his face. However, the manager informed her Ralph had resigned and left three days prior.

Unable to find Ralph, Louisa clung to the agency like a dog with a bone.

She made a scene at the agency daily, even rallying relatives and friends to picket outside, causing quite the uproar.

Out of options, the manager reluctantly gave up Ralph's address.

Louisa, following the trail, caught Ralph red-handed.

Far from guilty, Ralph stood his ground confidently-

"Look, you already sold the house to me. We settled the deal, cash exchanged, and now the deed's in my name. All your fussing is pointless." Louisa, undeterred, plopped herself down on his doorstep, launching into her well-rehearsed tirade.

Ralph, not one to back down, mirrored her actions, lying down and crying foul.

Eventually, all the noise got the attention of the police, thanks to a neighbor who had enough of the racket. Both of them were taken to the station.

After mediation, it was clear: Louisa had sold her house, signed the contract, received the payment, and the ownership had been transferred.

No matter how much she protested, the house was now Ralph's.

Ralph scoffed, "See! I just took a gamble and bought her old house, thinking it'd help her out. How was I to know about the demolition plans? I'm no psychic. Just bad luck on your part. Go home, wash up, and sleep it off. If you really want to make a fuss, I'm all in. I've got all the time in the world now that I'm jobless. Let's see who lasts longer."

to fall back on for the rest of my life. Working or not doesn't bother me. But

a decade, largely unchallenged due to her husband's connections. But

regret. Had she known about the demolition plans,

longer, and she could've cashed in on a

more she thought about it, the more heartbroken

just a hundred

snatched

she was so mad,

Roseanne just sighed.

called your

"Who?"

"Louisa."

she

old house, saying she'd offer 400k, considering

on earth is she

demolition policy already announced, waiting a few

them over

for the house. And she's offering

shrugged, "Maybe... she thinks we don't know about the

speechless, "Just ignore

just that, hung

unanswered calls, Louisa