Val's resolve

"A divorce?" Val expressed her confusion in an audible mutter.

"More importantly, what do you mean by you needing my help?" Val leaned forward on the table to ask. The demand in her tone was obvious and the frown on her face indicated her concern.

Bob calmly raised his glass and sipped on his drink. He looked at the content in the glass with a melancholic expression on his well-outlined face and he put the glass down on the table after having giving enough thought to what he was going to say.

" I pretty much remember telling you my wife.. well, cheated on me...?"

Val quickly shook herself from her thoughts to listen. She could notice Bob seemed to still be hurt by what he was about to say. Though, now on a lesser scale than what Val remembered from the other night.

" ... She didn't do it with one man, however. She's whom you'd call a whore, a slut, and basically, a bitch!"

"Huh!" realizing he'd let out too much irrelevant statements, Bob scoffed softly.

" Anyway, Val. Even after doi