Cindy couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She looked at me and said aggrievedly, "Honey, we've been together for ten years, barely ever arguing and our life has always been so sweet."
"Just because of the custard pie, today you've actually gotten to this point. Do you really want me to kneel and beg you before you'll let it go?"
Her tear-stained face would make anyone feel sorry for her.
Yet, my attitude remained cold. "Even if you kneel and crack your head open, I still want a divorce."
Bang!
Charlie finally lost his temper. He slammed his fist on the table and stood up, roaring, "Noah! Do you really think our family needs you as a son-in-law? Apologize now and I'll let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, get out!"
Lucy chimed in, "If word of this gets out, you'll be the laughingstock wherever you go. Our whole family will be disgraced."
With that, the conversation reached its climax.
Cindy assumed I'd finally back down, but I gritted my teeth and insisted, "Sign the divorce papers! Cindy Swanson, you will leave with nothing! And compensates me 3 million dollars for emotional damages!"