I am 42 years old and married to my second wife for eight years. We have a 7-year-old child. I met her through a chat site, and ours was a whirlwind romance. She came into my life when my father died and somehow filled that empty space. But things started to unravel when we lived together. Close friends like our late ninang secretly did not approve of our marriage because she foresaw my wife as the “cockeyed” type. Even the priest who married us said she was not a good fit because of her “answers” during the interview portion.