Romance

This Time I Asked For A Divorce

by Jade Keeper

I was doing the laundry when another pair of lace panties slipped out of my husband's pants pocket.Before I could say a word, he raised an eyebrow and handed me a plastic vase. "Go on. Smash it."He acted as though it were perfectly natural.It was the same routine every time I caught him cheating over the past seven years.I looked around, and only then did I realize what he'd done.He'd replaced every breakable thing in our home with something made of plastic or stainless steel.He was used to my hysterical outbursts by now.He thought our marriage was just like all that plastic.No matter how hard I tried, I could never break it.But this time, I calmly put the vase back where it belonged. "Let's get a divorce."

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