I curved my lips into the faintest smile and pulled my marriage certificate from my bag. "I'm Elmer Weiss's wife. I'm taking the apartment back. You have one day to move out."
Until the divorce was finalized, all assets belonged to both spouses equally. I had every right.
Vivian looked rattled at first, but then something seemed to click. She put on a look of sudden realization. "Oh! You're the professor's wife. I should've known."
"Please don't misunderstand. Professor Weiss only let me stay here because he felt sorry for me. If you don't believe me, you can ask him yourself."
I didn't bother engaging with her little performance. My voice dropped another degree as I repeated myself.
"Ms. Mercer, I don't care why you moved in. I'm telling you to move out. Immediately. Do I make myself clear?"
She hadn't expected me to be this direct.
Her teeth sank into her lower lip, and she pulled out her phone with a wounded expression. "Professor Weiss, could you come to the apartment? Your wife is making me leave..."
The apartment was close to campus. In less than five minutes, Elmer came rushing through the door.