"Why not? Since you left my house obviously you decided you don't need my things anymore and since my credit card paid for these clothes they're mine"
"You can't be serious" I said
"Of course. Plus why would you need my clothes when you have 'James' to buy you. I mean look at you all dressed up in Gucci. He must really take care of you; not even a day and you're wearing famous brands" he said pissing me off a lot
"Get out of my way" I softly said cutting him off
"What?"
"GET OFF ME NOW!!" I yelled pushing him off of me.
He stumbled back before falling on his ass
"You know Ebenezer, before when I said I felt like I was babysitting you. I didn't really mean it but now I see just how accurate my words are. You're like a child crying out for attention and I'm finally done giving it to you. I want a divorce" I said before pass him
"What did you just say? Martha. Martha! Martha get back here!!' he yelled as I walked out
