William was furious. He shielded Jessica and looked at me like I was a monster.
"Jane, Jessica and I are innocent, you should apologize to her right now!"
Innocent?
How could he even say that with a straight face?
Seeing that I had no intention of backing down, he threw the ice cream he was holding into the trash.
With a gloomy face, he said, "I bought your favorite flavor, but it's a waste of my effort. I might as well throw it away and feed it to the ants!"
I glanced coldly at the pair, took out some photos of them kissing at the Disney fireworks show, and threw them at William's straight face.
"William, you're right!" I sneered, "My seven years of love really have been thrown away!"
He looked at the photos scattered on the ground, his face turning pale as if doused in cold water.
Jessica kept provoking, "Jane, I didn't expect you to be so devious, actually hiring someone to investigate William? Are you trying to use this as leverage to take all of William's property?"
Ignoring her, I spoke to William calmly and firmly, "Let's get a divorce."
I initially wanted a quiet farewell dinner and a calm discussion about splitting our assets.
Clearly, that's not needed now.