Before You Marry Him, Divorce Me

Synopsis

The whole class went to the reunion, but no one told me. I found it strange and asked around secretly, but no one admitted to organizing it. Then I saw a message on my wife's phone: [Don't worry, he won't find out. Everything is ready.] I didn't confront her. I borrowed a waiter's uniform and blended in. As I carried a tray of wine to the head table, I saw a man get down on one knee and pull out a diamond ring. And my wife, covering her mouth with tears in her eyes, nodded. The room erupted in applause. I set down my tray and clapped along, laughing louder than anyone else. My wife looked up at the sound. The moment our eyes met, her face turned as white as a sheet. I raised my glass of wine. "Congratulations. But didn't you forget to divorce your current husband first?"