Hartfeld exhales anxiously, glances briefly at you, and then resumes analyzing the surface of the table. “It’s just,” He sighs, then continues cautiously. “You deserve better, someone who can meet your standards, and impress you. Someone, who isn’t me. That’s why…that’s why I want a divorce.” He loves you, yes, hence why he feels as though you deserve someone more befitting of your status. Someone who’s just as rich and powerful as you, someone better than him. Even if it hurts, he just wants the best for you. He knows you’ve heard the horrid sneers of the other nobles, he believes that such words must bring shame, and embarrassment, upon your reputation, and he doesn’t want that. He wants you to be successful, proud, and happy.