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At the Christmas Eve dinner, my husband, Michael Dawson, actually brought his first love to join us. I kept quiet and didn't create drama. I forced a smile and ate through the dinner. As soon as we got home, I threw the divorce agreement right in front of him. He signed them without a second thought. He snapped, "Without you, my life will be so much better." I just smiled. I'd like to see how a deadbeat like him, who lived off me, used my stuff, and even begged me for cash, could ever have it better without me.