Some stories have a way of going straight to the heart, and a humorous anecdote is always a welcome escape in a world that can sometimes feel too serious or even overwhelming.

You may have heard this story before, but it’s still worth revisiting for a laugh. If it’s new to you, then you’re in for a good chuckle. It has all the elements of a good tale—drama, a bit of revenge, and a surprising twist at the end.

This particular story starts with a husband writing a letter to his wife, asking for a divorce. However, the twist comes when you read his wife’s response.

Dear Wife,

I’m writing this letter to let you know that I’m leaving you, and this time it’s for good. We’ve been married for seven years, and in all that time, I’ve been nothing but a good husband to you. Yet, I don’t feel like I’ve received anything in return.

The past few weeks have been especially hard for me. I’ve learned some things that I can no longer ignore—your boss told me that you quit your job just today. That was the final straw.

Last week, I went out of my way to make things special for you. I made your favorite meal, got a new haircut, and bought a brand-new pair of silk boxers. But when you came home, you didn’t even notice. You ate dinner in just a few minutes, watched your soap operas, and then went straight to bed. It was like I didn’t even exist.

I can’t help but think that you don’t want to be close to me anymore. You show no affection, and it seems like you’ve stopped caring about our relationship. Whether it’s because you’ve fallen out of love with me, you’re not interested in intimacy anymore, or you’re seeing someone else, it doesn’t really matter at this point. The bottom line is that it’s over, and I’m leaving you.

Your Ex-Husband

P.S. Don’t bother trying to find me. Your sister and I are moving to West Virginia together. I hope you have a great life!

Dear Ex-Husband,

Believe it or not, getting your letter truly made my day. Yes, we’ve been married for seven years, but I wouldn’t exactly call you a “good husband.”

I admit, I’ve been watching a lot of TV, but it’s mostly to tune out your constant complaining. I noticed your haircut, but I was taught that if you can’t say something nice, you shouldn’t say anything at all. The first thing that came to mind when I saw it was that you looked like a girl, so I decided to keep quiet.

When you made my “favorite” meal, you forgot that I stopped eating pork seven years ago. It wasn’t even for me—it’s my sister’s favorite dish, not mine.

And about those new silk boxers? I didn’t mention them because you left the $49.99 price tag on them. Funny enough, my sister borrowed $50 from me that same day, so I didn’t want to jump to conclusions.

Even with all of this, I was still trying to make things work. I loved you, and I thought we had a chance. That was until I won $10 million in the lottery. I quit my job and bought two tickets for us to go to Jamaica and start fresh. But when I got home, you were already gone.

I guess things really do happen for a reason. My lawyer tells me that your letter ensures you won’t get a single penny of my winnings. Take care, and I truly hope you find the life you’ve always wanted.