Before I could say anything, she pulled open the drawer and threw all my mother’s belongings onto the floor.
I was so furious I nearly fainted as I rushed over to pick them up.
My wife, the woman who used to be so gentle and obedient before marriage, no longer had a trace of love for me.
She slapped me hard and shoved me so that I fell to the ground. My mother’s photo frame lay broken on the floor and my eyes turned red in an instant.
Then Kevin came over, pretending to help me up, but he “accidentally” stepped on my mother’s photo.
I pushed him away in anger, but then he fell on purpose and said pitifully, “I was just trying to help you.”
Willa looked at me with disgust. “Yohan Frost, how did you end up like such a person?”
Then she wrapped her arm around Kevin and said coldly, “Let’s go.”
***
I stood up, took a deep breath and said, “Willa, let’s get a divorce.”
She froze for a moment, frowned and said, “You want to divorce me? Yohan, don’t even think about it. Using divorce to threaten me is useless. Acting like this will only make me hate you more.”
I took out the divorce papers. “I’m seriously wanting a divorce. Just sign it.”