My Wife of 10 Years Left Me with Two Young Kids for a Wealthy Guy — 2 Years Later I Met Her Again and It Was Truly Poetic

She didn’t flinch.

“I can’t live this life anymore. I’ve found myself… and I know what I want.

I’m not meant to be stuck here cooking and cleaning after you.”

I searched her face for a crack, some sign that she was joking. “Miranda… we have two kids.”

Her voice sharpened. “You’ll manage.

You’re a great dad. Better than I’ve ever been as a mom.”

“What about Sophie and Emily? They’re just babies, Miranda!” My voice cracked as tears gushed from my eyes.

But I didn’t care. Who said men can’t cry? The last time I cried was a moment of pure joy, holding my youngest newborn daughter in my arms.

But this… this was different. And painful.

She sighed.

She seemed bored. It was like this was a conversation she’d been forced to repeat. “I need freedom, Charlie.

I need to be happy. I can’t do this anymore.”

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