“You made me believe,” she continued, undeterred, “that supporting your career was more important than mine.” That “the wife of an executive” was a full-time job. I studied hotel management, Tomás. I had job offers when we got married. I turned them down to follow you around the country. I took a chance on you. And while I was giving up my dreams, you were out partying with other women.
For the first time, he felt something akin to real shame.
“Jimena, I’m sorry,” he murmured. “I know I made a mistake, but we can try…”
“No,” she cut him off, sharply. “What happened last night wasn’t a ‘mistake.’ A mistake is forgetting an anniversary. What you did was a repeated choice. You chose to cheat on me again and again. That can’t be fixed with couples therapy or flowers.”
Mariana stood up and handed him a card.
“Here’s my contact information. When you have a lawyer, have them get in touch,” she said. “The terms are detailed in the lawsuit, but Ms. Briones can summarize them.”
Jimena took a deep breath.