Divorce Me 3
She wants One Hundred and Ninety Thousand pounds from me.
Three hundred and Sixteen Thousand US dollars.
Two hundred and Seventy Thousand Euros.
Equal to Eight hundred and Fifty One ounces of gold.
Plus the money for the furniture.
I couldn't find the exchange rate for pieces of silver.
To put that into perspective, she wants me to get a mortgage that is seven times my salary (despite the outstanding court judgements against me). And then to spend the next fifty years of my life paying for the mistake of having trusted her.
This is 'fair.' It will allow her to give up work, and to extend the appetite for travel which the 8 weeks in Australia I paid for whetted.
I've never even conceived that a person could segue into money grabbing usurer so quickly.
Do all this, and pay for the food, Vanessa.
If this is the deal, boy do I stand to take me some well-deserved slaps out of it.