If it wasn’t for the strong belief that family disgrace shouldn’t be aired in public, I would’ve wanted to turn the world upside down. In the end, Miranda did something. She tore up the divorce agreement, stormed over, grabbed my wrist and stared at me with bloodshot eyes.
"Anthony, you must explain yourself today! Why are you seeking a divorce? Are you seeing someone else?"
She actually had the nerve to ask if I was cheating.
The strength of her grip made me wince, so I couldn’t help but gasp.
I yanked my arm free and replied coldly, "It’s because just looking at you disgusts me! And your smell is even worse!"
That one sentence was enough to cause even more chaos. My mother-in-law quickly burst into tears, calling me an ungrateful son-in-law. Meanwhile, my sister-in-law pointed at me and called me a troublemaker. Even my usually quiet uncle shook his head and sighed.
"Anthony, you’re really going to ruin your relationship like this!"
Unfortunately for my family, they had no idea that my marriage to Miranda had been dead in name only ever since she got addicted to night fishing. The room was filled with voices, each accusation buzzing in my ears like a swarm of mosquitoes.