On foolishness?

Imagine a man enjoying what he thinks is a relatively prosperous marriage. He treats his wife well, provides for her needs, and is a good father to their children. Every day, he goes off to work, excited most about returning home to spend time with them.

Then one day, he starts to sense that something has changed. As his fears grow, he eventually overhears his wife having a barely guarded conversation with another man, clearly indicating she has been unfaithful to him. He confronts her and she admits it, but refuses to stop. In fact, over the next few days, she becomes even more bold, telling anyone that she is cheating on her husband and even deliberately announcing her rendezvous at home. He is ashamed and frustrated and furious, but he doesn’t know what to do about it.

Finally, at a large party they throw every year at their house, with dozens of their friends and neighbors attending, she has the audacity to invite her lover, and he shows up. The crowd is stunned and buzzes about the outrage of it all. In response, the husband leaves the party for a little while, only to return an hour later, a mysterious development which has everyone eager and also a bit nervous to see what will happen next.

Then, after what seems like an unbearably long time, the husband turns down the music and calls for everyone’s attention. To the utter amazement of everyone present, he walks over to his wife, who is standing with her lover. But just as the crowd is expecting the worst, he bends down on one knee, pulls out a stunningly extravagant diamond necklace, and offers it to her, saying, “I still love you, darling. Won’t you please return to me so we can continue the life we promised to build together?”