I Got a $640K Job Offer and My Wife Forbade Me to Take It — Her Reason Made Me Immediately File for Divorce

When I got a $640K job offer, I thought my wife would be thrilled. Instead, her shocking response made me turn down the job and question everything about our ten-year marriage. Now, I’m facing the toughest decision of my life.

Last week, I got the job offer of a lifetime—$640,000 a year. My current job pays $250,000, which isn’t bad, but this was life-changing money. I rushed home to tell my wife, Sarah. “Babe, you’re not gonna believe this,” I said.

Sarah looked up, puzzled. “What’s going on, Jack?”

“I got offered a new job overseas. It pays six-forty a year.”

Her eyes widened. “Six hundred and forty thousand dollars?”

I nodded, grinning. But her face fell when I mentioned the job was overseas for four months at a time. “That’s a long time to be apart, Jack.”

“But think of what we could do with that money!” I insisted.

Sarah shook her head. “I need to think about this,” she said, walking away.

And just like that, everything changed.

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