He Gave Her Cash, I Gave Her a Ring

“You wired half of our ten years' savings to that intern.”

I tossed the transfer screenshot onto the dining table.

He froze, then smiled. “Don't read into it. Something came up with her family. I just helped her out for a bit.”

“You helped her out. With our money.”

He didn't answer, just bent his head over his rice.

It struck me as ridiculous.

Ten years, and he'd never once brought up “when are we getting married,” yet helping someone else out came so easily to him.

“Let's break up.”

His chopsticks paused. He looked up at me. “Is it really worth all that?”

I didn't explain.