It's complicated...

'Please forgive me, I beg of you.She didn't mean anything. I never meant to hurt you. Oh darling, I am so sorry'
She just looks at me, silent. I know I have to say more, I have to grovel at her feet. Her suitcases are packed and waiting in the corridor. Her taxi on the way.
'What can I do for you to forgive me?', I beg. 'Don't throw away twelve years of marriage, say something.'
On this, she smiles sweetly and tells me: 'Oh, I know you didn't mean anything to her. Because I am leaving you... for her.''