I went on a variety show with my actress wife. She stayed far away from me, chatting happily with her childhood sweetheart.
But I heard her screaming in her heart:
“Pretty boy, stay away! What if my husband gets the wrong idea?!”
She also glared coldly at the top-tier starlet sitting beside me, her eyes practically turning into flying daggers.
“You conniving green tea, stay away from my husband!”
But while she was going crazy inside, she kept throwing her childhood sweetheart lifelines on the outside.
Her fans went on a frenzied attack, insulting me.
Ignoring her inner thoughts, I smiled. “Let’s get divorced. This isn’t working.”
