"You seem happy asking if I'll divorce you, but who do you think I am?"

My husband suddenly brought a young woman to me, claiming he had "gotten her pregnant." That woman is the daughter of a baron's family whom I've been financially supporting... in other words, the daughter of my business partner. Right now, a shallow farce is unfolding before my eyes. My husband, pushing his work onto me. A woman intoxicated by playing the tragic heroine. She asks cheerfully if I'll grant him a divorce... But hey, who do you think I am? I slowly and elegantly smile to myself...