I Divorced Him When His Mistress Called Me A Golddigger

Synopsis

My marriage with my wife was merely a business arrangement. For three years, our conversations revolved solely around business, absent of any affection. On this particular day, I chose my words carefully: "She's back, and we..." Eleanora, standing on her tiptoes to help adjust my tie, paused briefly and nodded slightly: "Understood. "Let me know when the divorce papers are ready. I'll pack my things and leave today." --- Eleanora let go of the half-knotted tie and quietly made her way to the bedroom. Her slippers made no sound on the floor, like a cat's footsteps. Suddenly, I felt a twinge of reluctance. After all, we had shared this space for over a thousand days and nights. Even a day of marriage can create a bond. "There's no rush to pack up your things.