I Gave Up on Loving Her

My wife is the most renowned genius artist of our time, but she suffers from emotional detachment disorder.

When I accidentally fell down the stairs and called out to her for help, she asked me, "Why do you always bother me?"

Then she stepped over my body in her high heels and left gracefully.

That's when I finally understood—a heart you can't warm is not worth warming anymore.

After she proposed divorce for the ninety-ninth time, I said, "I agree."

My wife froze for a long moment.

"What did you say?"

I handed her the signed divorce agreement.