My mother-in-law chimed in:
“Daniel, isn’t this reason a bit too far-fetched?”
They couldn’t understand me at all.
So I asked Emily:
“Do you dare call your best friend here and confront her with me?”
For the past six months, the two of them had been glued together twenty-four hours a day.
They were inseparable—even going to the restroom together. It disgusted me.
Emily immediately called Sophia on speakerphone.
She told her:
“Daniel is asking for a divorce because he’s jealous of you.”
On the other end, Sophia sounded shocked.
“Jealous of me? Is he insane?”
Emily sighed.
“I can’t help it anymore. Please come explain it to him.”
“Fine, I’ll be right there.”
Hanging up, Emily said firmly:
“Sophia will be here soon. I hope you think carefully before saying anything else.”
To anyone else, being jealous of your wife’s best friend would sound ridiculous.
What woman doesn’t have a close friend?
Even staying overnight together wasn’t unusual.
Like Sophia had said, even my in-laws thought I was crazy.
Out of nowhere, my father-in-law muttered:
“Jealousy, my ass. I think he has another woman out there!”
“If I find out, I’ll break your legs!”
I shrugged.