I took a deep breath, holding back the urge to lash out as I knew this woman could lose her sense once slighted, which could prevent her father from seeing her one last time. I gave her a deep look, knelt before her and said, "Emma, we've been married for years. You know how proud I am. Today, I kneel to prove I'm not lying. Come with me."
Seeing my gesture, Emma calmed down significantly and stood up. However, Dave interjected, "James, can't you come up with a better lie? Her father called her an hour ago asking what she wanted for dinner, how can he be dying?"
"People got drunk at the market and attacked, he defended them and got stabbed. It's only my acupuncture that's keeping him alive!" I explained.
I looked at her and said, "Emma, if you leave with me now, I'm even willing to divorce you so you can be with Dave openly. Isn't that enough?"
"What are you talking about? When did I say I wanted a divorce? I've told you many times, Dave and I are just old friends. It's not what you think," Emma replied, her panic intensifying.
"Just come with me now, no matter what you say, I'll agree," I pressed.