Ninety-Nine Pardons
How much did my wife love me?
To marry me, she proposed ninety-nine times.
I was not moved until the hundredth.
On our wedding day, I gave her ninety-nine make-up cards.
We agreed that as long as all of them were not used up, I would stay with her.
Five years into our marriage, she used one card every time she went out to be with her crush.
When she reached the ninety-seventh card, she suddenly noticed that I had changed.
I no longer begged for her to stay.
When she lost control because of her adorable secretary, I asked her, “If you don't come back tonight, can I use a make-up card?”
She paused for a moment and then softened, which was rare for her.
“Okay.”
I nodded and let her leave.
She thought she still had many make-up cards. She didn't realize this was his last chance.