“You are my wife. If I don’t ask you for help, who do you think I should ask?”
“Your whores or whoever is left.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” Bing rose to take the nearest seat.
“It is you being absurd! Since when did you start to remember me as your wife? A forgotten wife? First, when you have some money, you mess around with those whores, hustlers, bastards and gangsters, screw up your whole life, ruin your entire family, never get out of debt and never concern about your children, not even care if I were dead or alive. Then when there is a trouble, you come running back to me. Every single time is the same.”