That evening, when my wife came home from dinner, I took her hand and said, “I have something to tell you.” He sat quietly and ate his food. I saw the hurt in his eyes again.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to tell him what I thought. I want to divorce. I broached the subject calmly. He was not at all angry at my words, but gently asked why?
I avoided his question. This angered him. He threw the stick and shouted at me, you are not a man! We didn’t talk to each other that night. He was crying. I knew she wanted to know what happened to our marriage. But I could not give him a satisfactory answer; he lost my heart to jane. I don’t love him anymore. I just felt sorry for him!
I felt guilty and entered into a divorce settlement that allowed me to own 30% of our house, car, and my company. He looked at her and tore her to pieces. The woman who spent ten years of her life with me became a stranger.
I was saddened by his waste of time, resources, and energy, but I loved Jane too much to take her back. In the end, she cried loudly in front of me, which was all I could see. For me, her crying was kind of a weakness. The idea of separation that had been haunting me for weeks now seemed clearer and clearer.
The next day I came home very late and found him writing on the table. I didn’t eat dinner, but I was tired after an eventful day with Jane, so I went straight to bed and fell fast asleep. When I woke up, he was still writing at the table. I just ignored it and went back to sleep.
In the morning, he presented the terms of the divorce: he didn’t want anything from me, but he needed to give a month’s notice before the divorce. During that month, we both wanted to fight for as normal a life as possible. The reason was simple: my son passed the exam a month later, and he didn’t want to be divorced.
i like But he had something else in mind, and he wanted me to remember how he took me to the bridal suite on my wedding day. He asked to be delivered to the door from his bedroom every morning for a month. I thought he was going crazy. I accepted his strange request to spend our last days together.
I told Jane about the circumstances of my wife’s divorce. . He laughed out loud, thinking it was absurd. He teased that he had to face the divorce at any cost.
My wife and I have had no contact since we made it public that we wanted to separate. And when I took her on the first day, we both looked awkward. My son clapped after us and hugged his parents. His words hurt me. I walked the ten meters from the bedroom to the living room and then to the door with her arms around him.
He closed his eyes and said softly; Don’t tell my son about your divorce. I nodded a little nervously. I put him outside the door. He went to work to wait for the bus. I went to the office alone.
The second day we both played more easily. He leaned on my chest. I could smell his scent on his shirt. I realized that I hadn’t seen this woman properly in a long time. I realized that he was not young. Fine lines appeared on his face and his hair turned gray! Our marriage took a toll on him. I wondered for a moment what I had done to him.
On the fourth day I picked her up, I felt the intimacy coming back. This is the woman who gave me ten years of my life. On the fifth or sixth day, I realized that our intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about it. As the months went by, it got easier to carry. Maybe the daily exercise made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on several dresses but couldn’t find the right one. Then she sighed, all my dresses had grown. I suddenly realized that she was very thin, which was the reason she was so easy to carry.
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