The auction price of the Patek Philippe 6300a was a staggering 31 million dollars.
"Is it fitting to gift me with what Josh cast aside?" I inquired coldly.
Jane was flustered and quickly retorted, "Don't be jealous. Josh is just a dear brother to me. I merely gifted him a watch; you truly don't mind that much, do you?"
"Jealousy no longer plagues me. I merely refuse to be a fool any longer, Jane. Let's divorce."
I stated impassively.
Jane stood stunned in disbelief.
Never before had the word "divorce" crossed my lips, even when her ire threatened to consume me.
This time, I was the one to broach the subject, and panic flitted across her features.
"Justin Carter, do you know what you're saying?
"You'd divorce me over such a trifle?
"I merely gifted Josh a watch. Though the one I gave you was trashed by him, he merely sought to boast on social media. This watch is still worth two million dollars.
"I'm willing to lavish two million dollars on you, yet you're still vexed. You're being utterly unreasonable!"
Jane was always the one to argue her point. She would blame me even when reason failed to sway her. Loving her too deeply to bear her anger, I would always capitulate.
I merely glanced at her, too weary to engage further.
I knew her too well; in this state of mind, nothing I said would penetrate.
"Reflect on your actions, and I'll address this with you tomorrow!"
She huffed coldly and hurled the watch at my head.
I sat up from the bed, my mind rewinding to the day I first met Jane.
That fateful day, I was donning a frog costume and handing out flyers on the bustling pedestrian street when Jane, out for a stroll, was accosted by a drunken ruffian.
With a swift slap, she attacked the drunkard, who retaliated with a knife.
Seeing this, I seized her hand. We fled, and the drunk was in hot pursuit.
Her heels snapped, and she stumbled, so I hoisted her onto my back and sprinted on.
I knew not how long we ran, but the drunk was eventually subdued by the police. Yet, I was hospitalized due to the exertion, and my heart was in agony.
She remained by my side throughout, murmuring, "Frog, please don't leave me. I beg you. Frog..."
In my eyes, she was a vision of beauty that I couldn't help but adore. Though I knew my love was humble, I gathered the courage to cherish her in secret. Even if it remained unspoken, the courage to love was mine.