The Price of a Delayed Train
Language: en
Ethan’s little canary had run away again. This time, he forced a high-speed train to make an emergency stop just for her. That night, he hurried home and saw the divorce papers in my hand. He let out a muffled laugh. "The little girl was being disobedient. It took a lot of effort to catch her and bring her back. Honey, you understand, right?" I still handed him the pen. He sneered: "You can't be serious. You really want a divorce?" "You signed a prenuptial agreement. If we divorce, you won't get a single cent!" I nodded: "I want a divorce." Ethan's smile faded. "You're not going…