I've been married to my aloof CEO wife for three years, and she's never even held my hand. On our wedding anniversary, she threw a divorce agreement at me and a check for five million. "Sign it, and get out of my life." Right in front of her, I tore the check to shreds. She froze, a flicker of surprise in her eyes, probably thinking I was about to start nagging. I pulled a QR code from my pocket: "Vip me for fifty, processing fee. Also, send me your 1:1 scale Rem figure as compensation for emotional distress." She trembled with rage. I nonchalantly pulled my suitcase and left without looking back.
