6 months of marriage, and yet, Alexander Montgomery remained indifferent toward me. One day, I caught sight of a female colleague lingering too close to him in his office. I stood silently for a few seconds before speaking softly, "Since you have someone you like, let's get a divorce." Just then, the phone rang—it was his grandmother calling, asking us to come home for Christmas dinner. That evening, he drank until he was as limp as a rag. Grabbing my ankle, he slowly moved closer. Each word came out slowly, "Divorce?" "I've put so much effort into getting you on the Marriage Certificate. Divorce? Unless I die."
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