I Divorced My Wife for Sleeping With a Teddy Bear

Summary

I gently wiped the wine from my face, my expression perfectly calm.

"Since you keep talking about spending the rest of your life with that stuffed bear, I am simply granting your wish."

"Gunther!"

"Our daughter just turned one, and you are using this ridiculous excuse to divorce me. You are a complete and utter bastard."

Judy was shaking, her eyes rimmed with furious, red tears.

"Sign the papers," I said, entirely unfazed. "I will see you at the divorce attorney's office tomorrow at nine in the morning."