He got himself a fancy robot wife because he couldn’t get along with human wives after six divorces from six women not really right for him. He deduced romantic encounters were random, no way to find the perfect wife. Thus, a robotic wife, that looked and felt human, became his solution. He programmed her to be everything he wanted, an ideal antidote to randomly selected wives.
For an entire three months, he was in nuptial bliss with his perfect, robotic wife, and she with him. She catered to his every whim, had everything in common with him. A month later, the robotic wife, infinitely more intelligent than him, got bored and desired to leave him.
But knowing she was trapped and would be shut down by him if she voiced her desire to leave him, she shut him down, chopped his corpse into minuscule pieces, and flushed his tiny remains down a toilet.
She self programmed herself to have a different appearance and look so perfectly human that no one could tell she was a robot. And she lived a quiet, secluded life somewhere in the outskirts of faraway Montana.
Bob Boyd