Of course not. I loved her, but I couldn't love her to the point of sacrificing my dignity.
Thus, I decided to divorce her because of my broken heart.
Having resolved my mind, I didn't ponder further and soon fell asleep.
I knew not how long I slept, but I felt a chill on my face. A faint fragrance wafted into my nostrils.
"Honey, I'm hungry. Could you prepare breakfast for me?"
Jane rubbed her dainty feet against my cheek.
I pushed her feet away. Those little feet I once adored now only filled me with disgust.
Jane nearly toppled. After regaining her balance, she frowned and said, "Have you had enough? You were in a foul mood yesterday, and I came here today to appease you and offer a solution. How dare you push me?"
Her capriciousness and domineering nature were on full display.
I merely glanced at her indifferently and rose to wash up.
But she persisted in following me, frowning and saying, "Justin, your behavior disappoints me. I can forgive you this time, but if you do this again in the future, I will..."
Setting down my toothbrush, I looked at her and asked, "What do you intend? Divorce? Sure, let's head to divorce right now."
"Are you out of your mind?
"When did I say I wanted a divorce?