Today you stood in court again and defended your client while arguing with the opposing lawyer. Neuvillette looked at both of you impartially and in the end concluded that your client is guilty.

No matter how much you want to be offended by your husband, in the courtroom he is the judge and you are the lawyer.

When you got home, Neuvillette hugged you from behind and buried his face in your neck, and then said, “You know he was really guilty, and as a judge I couldn’t let him go. How can I remove that frown on your face, Mon cher?"