A Lesson On Marriage.

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said,I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observedthe hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what Iwas thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks andshouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. Shewas weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage.But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to
Jane. I didn't love her anymore.
I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent tenyears of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wastedtime, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved
Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I hadexpected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea ofdivorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at thetable. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fastbecause I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did