My Wife’s Scoring Sheet

When I saw its contents, I honestly thought that it was the account book that my soon to be ex-wife, Miranda Miller, used for bookkeeping.We were really poor when we first got together. So, we had to be careful with every penny we spent. Miranda recorded all of our expenses and income in a book. She even used a black pen for credit, and red for debit.She said that it would make it easy for us to work hard to reach our daily goals.This was a good idea when we were poor. But Miranda continued to record our expenses even after we became rich.On a separate sheet, she would list the things that I did for her. In the beginning, I would only do a few things that got me demerits. The reasons for them would also be jokes.I received one demerit when I did not open a jar for her. But she later scratched it out with a black pen and changed it to 0.5. When I did not take my breakfast, I had two points deducted. When other women flirted with me, I had another two points deducted.However,

I could not talk to her about the issues I encountered at work. After all, it had been a long time since she had left the fast-paced work environment. She could no longer relate to my problems.Nevertheless, I rushed over to the location of our date and saw Miranda sitting on the bench.As I stood in front of her, I was prepared for her grumbling and accusations. Surprisingly, Miranda was calm, and she asked, “Your assistant sent me a picture of you at your meeting. Was it important?”I nodded and squatted down in front of her to hold her hand. “I’m sorry, Miranda. It was a sudden and urgent matter. Once my work is done, why don’t I take you on a trip?”The storm that I had predicted disappeared just like that. I thanked Kiara for reporting to Miranda and treated her to a cup of coffee later.Kiara smiled and said, “I was worried that Miranda would not understand our hardships as office workers. She’s a full-time housewife after all, so I thought about explaining things on your be

I told myself that Miranda had always been stubborn. Her words today had to just be a way for her to appear more dignified.I was certain that the additions and deductions in the book would reveal her love for me. So, I kept reading as if I was intentionally trying to torture myself.After the fiasco with the trip, the deduction entries increased. She saw through all the seemingly foolproof excuses and things I said to humor her.Then, I saw one particular entry.[Henry ruined my hour to shine: -10]I clenched my fists. Suddenly, I felt that my actions might have indeed been unforgivable.Soon after Miranda graduated, she got a job as a salesperson, and she hated it.She had always loved drawing, but her family did not have the money to support her hobby. Even so, she gradually became a pretty good artist by copying others. While she could not compare to the professionals, she still felt happy about it.She once told me that her dream was to attend art classes after she started

When Kiara came to visit me, I was about to move to another place. She waited at the entrance to the residential area and looked pitiful as usual.“Henry, I heard that you’re getting a divorce with Miranda.”While she did her best to appear regretful, she could barely hide her excitement.I sneered and said damningly, “Yes. Are you satisfied now? All of this happened because of you.”Kiara froze, and fear briefly appeared on her face.Then, she calmed down and weakly said, “Henry, how could you say that? I’ve done nothing. I didn’t know that Miranda would be so easily upset. I’ll apologize to her. She’ll understand…”In the past, I might have had the patience to admire her acting. But that was no longer the case.I had to admit that Kiara had been crossing the line with her flirting, and I had allowed it.It did not matter whether we had shared secrets or whether we kept chatting more and more about our lives. All of them were evidence that we had crossed the line.“Stop actin