The day my wife Sophie Anderson helped her cancer-stricken first love Dylan Mitchell lose his virginity, I left divorce papers behind and walked away.
Before leaving, I commented on their Instagram photo where they were holding hands interlocked.
My comment read: [Let's get divorced. I wish you both happiness and a long life together.]
Less than a minute later, Sophie called me, saying, "Charlie, how did I end up marrying someone as selfish as you? Do you really have the heart to let him die without any descendants?" Charlie Thomson is my name.
I let out a cold laugh and replied, "You're no longer my wife. What does your business have to do with me?"
But after hearing my words, Sophie became anxious.
