She Broke My Dignity, Divorce Broke Hers
Every year, my wife, Jessica Lowe, prepares a huge surprise for me on our wedding anniversary. On the night of our tenth anniversary, she enters the banquet hall with a scantily-dressed male model. She demands that I take off my suit and put it on him instead.
I refuse and take out a divorce agreement.
In retaliation, Jessica slaps a thick stack of photos onto the table.
The photos show me at my most humiliated, shameful, and pathetic moments.
She sneers, "Michael Jefferson, you talk about divorce all the time. But each time, you always end up crawling back to me with your tail between your legs, begging me to take you back.
"Tell me, what will your comatose mother think if these pictures of you get out? Will she finally wake up in the hospital from shame and embarrassment?"
However, Jessica doesn't know that my mother, Eleanor Brown, passed away months ago.