My wife acted like I was a complete stranger. That's when I decided I was getting a divorce.
Language: en
1. "Evelyn, could you draft my divorce papers for me today, please? Is it possible to rush them?" Hearing the laughter and chatter of a man and woman from inside the villa, I couldn't help but dial my lawyer's number. The night wind blew colder, but it couldn't chill my heart as much as he did. This was *our* home, wasn't it? And today was *our* fifth wedding anniversary. Yet, I'd been sent out by my own wife, all to make space for her male secretary, to avoid any 'awkwardness.' A sigh echoed from the other end of the line: "Mr. Reed, let's meet and discuss this in person." An hour…