AS SHE HAD CLAIMED

Sitting in his penthouse office of the donaldation headquarters, Michael tapped mindlessly on the table with his pen cast back to the day when it all began.

“What is the meaning of this? A divorce? Out of the blue?" he had asked, half hoping it was a joke and recognizing the seriousness on her face.

"It isn't out of the blue, Michael, obviously you have seen the signs I have been giving you."

"Yes, I did see signs but I thought it was because you were stressed from work." Michael fell silent as she broke into a mocking laughter.

"Stressed from work? No, I've been stressed from having to put up with you for three whole years!" She rose to her feet with an evil glare in her eyes. "You're not a husband at all, you're nothing but dead weight pulling me down. Heck you're not even a man! You're... Nothing."

He felt his whole world fall apart in an instant. The only reason he lived was to love his wife and he had done so for three good years. To him, every single moment shared with her w