I heard it once when this began. It was...maddening is a good word for it at the time. In retrospect it made it a bit easier to cope with what I was told. I don't blame them for telling me, or for keeping what they know to themselves. I would be unsettled either way.

[She sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose, muttering under her breath.]

Though I would like to know a bit more on the matter of my husband aside from 'you're well rid of him'.