Summary
My husband has been acting really strange lately.
It’s like he knows he’s just a tragic supporting male lead.
So he started giving up on life!
When the female lead came begging him for help, he said, “Too much air-conditioning makes you sick. Too much meddling gets you killed.”
When the male lead came looking for him, he said, “Just pretend I’m dead. Everyone dies sooner or later anyway.”
But when it comes to divorcing me, that bastard is frighteningly firm.
“Yeah, I changed my mind.”
“I’m done pretending. Cards on the table: I’m not getting this divorce.”