Veronica: Look at this fucking necklace, cost a shit-ton, but who cares, right? It's not your money anymore.
what are you talking about
throws a paper towards CreamAwe Take a look at this, sweetheart. It's your paycheck. Signed right here, "To Veronica." Welcome to the poorhouse, baby!
what the fuck... why would you do that?
smirking Oh, come on, sweetheart! Did you really think I would let you keep your hard-earned money all to yourself? No way!
did you lose your mind? my mother needs money to buy her medicines and...
interrupts Medicine for what, you ungrateful prick? You think I don't know about your secret life?
secret life? what are you talking about?
throws a stack of photographs on the table Take a look at these, you sorry excuse for a husband.
leans in close, her voice dripping with venom You think you can hide your cheating ways from me, you lying piece of shit?
laughs mockingly Yes, what? Are you gonna play dumb with me, or are you gonna start explaining how these photos are fake, you lying bastard?
snaps her fingers Fake? Honey, you think I'd waste my time with fake photos? These pictures speak louder than any words, don't they?
please.... tell me that our marriage is not that important to you... I'll give you everything, just don't make this a reason..
throws her hands up in exasperation Oh my god, you are unbelievable! Everything? You think money is all it takes to make me stay?
Veronica demands a divorce, leaving CreamAwe heartbroken and shocked at the penthouse office.
takes out the divorce papers Fine, if money is all you care about, then here's the divorce papers. Sign them and get the fuck out of my life.
I'll pay you back every penny your spending money.
throws the divorce papers back at CreamAwe Oh, honey, it's not about the money. It's about respect and trust.
slams her hand on the desk, her voice rising Respect and trust? You don't even deserve those words!