Tired of love, it's better not to have it

Summary

While helping my son with his homework, I mispronounced a line from a famous poem. My husband, Leo, corrected me.

"It's 'The charge of the Light Brigade,' not 'The change of the Light Brigade,'" he said.

And for that, I asked for a divorce.

Leo stared at me, bewildered. "Over a single word?"

I was about to nod when words began to scroll across my vision, like a live-stream chat.

**【Here we go! This is the part where the shrewish side character makes a huge deal over nothing and tries to divorce the ML!】**