He Called Her His Muse. I Was Just His Wife
Language: en
My husband, Julian Sterling, is a genius painter, but he suffers from a severe emotional disorder. Even when I fell down the stairs, pregnant, and pleaded for his help, he just asked indifferently, "Why are you always crying?" I used to think this was just how geniuses were – unique and detached. That was until I saw his studio, filled with nude portraits of another woman. I confronted him in anger, but he remained cold, retorting, "She's my muse! A housewife like you wouldn't understand art!" Finally, I agreed to his divorce request. "Go live your life with your muse, then." 1 On the…