Slowly, I stood up from the floor. "Start over?"
He looked at me, a glint of hope actually flashing in his eyes—he thought I had softened.
I added, "Howard, when you pointed right in my face and insulted me, when you said I opened this coffee shop just to flirt with all kinds of men, why didn't you think about starting over then?
"When you slammed this agreement in my face and said a woman like me doesn't deserve to own any of your property, why didn't you think about starting over?
"When you humiliated me for ten million dollars and threatened to leave the marriage with nothing, did you ever think about starting over with me?!"
With every question I asked, I stepped closer to him.
Pushed into a corner by my words, he was rendered speechless. He could only shrink back in embarrassmen
