We Shall Never Cross Paths For The Rest Of Our Lives

Summary

After my sixth failed attempt at demanding a divorce, Jimmy set three rules. If I followed them, he promised he would finally sign the papers.

First, I had to drive the college girl he was sponsoring to and from her classes every single day.

Second, half of my monthly paycheck had to be deducted to buy her expensive health supplements.

Third, I was never allowed to question what time he came home at night.

I nodded in agreement without a single word of protest, a stark contrast to the screaming matches we used to have.