Jake's mother, his sister, and our son had even gone as far as to bow outside my office, begging me not to divorce him.
Under the pressure of public opinion, my company fired me.
It seemed like the whole world was against me.
"How can there be such a vile woman like Elena in this world?"
"If I had a son who was treated like that, I'd have sliced her into pieces by now."
"Poor old lady, this world is so messed up."
"They should drag her to the Tribunal of Morality and make sure she never rises again."
And so, here I was, standing trial, condemned by both the court and public opinion.
The judge interrupted my thoughts.
She said, "Before we begin, both parties must sign a fairness agreement. Once the trial concludes, the decision will be executed immediately."
I snapped out of my daze and looked at Jake.
He flinched but managed to speak up.
He said, "Your Honor, there's no need to make this more difficult. As long as Elena compensates me for the losses, I'm willing to let this go."
I laughed coldly.
I said, "Don't hold back. Let's make this trial as thorough as possible.
"No mercy, Jake. And don't come crying later."
My words ignited the fury of the audience.