The lawyer explained my rights and the legal steps I could take.
That day, we began preparing the necessary documents.
But the most important decision was still ahead of me.
The restaurant was beautifully decorated.
Our friends, relatives, business partners, and two children were seated around elegant tables.
I wore a dark blue dress that I’d bought years earlier but that Robert had always forbidden me to wear.
When he saw me, his face twisted with disapproval.
“What on earth are you wearing? At your age, it’s embarrassing.”
I answered calmly:
“It’s my celebration too, Robert.”
He smirked. Halfway through dinner, my husband stepped onto the stage. He picked up the microphone.
“Dear guests, today marks forty-five years of our marriage.”
Everyone applauded. I smiled. But then Robert continued:
“To tell you the truth, I don’t know how I’ve put up with my wife for so many years.”
