al. Please spare some time tomorrow to get a divorce

ing, she flipped her hair, turn

her. It sounded like Orville smashing the coffee cup, fol

that should be. Ingrid felt e

e didn't c

rville had nothing to

ntin Group, Ingrid went s

nly brought a small suitcase, which contained the

, her phone suddenly

l picked up the call. After all, she need

le. He was one of the few who knew about the

you that I left the key S

ate for a moment. "Ms.

"You also think I'

entin very much," Re

e contrary, Rex had treated her v

d Rex's answer, she

ut she ended up like this. It was p

taught her a truth: a one-way l

er. "I put the wedding ring in the drawer of the bedside table, an

want to come in person tomorrow, you can come

believed that Orvi

ished explaining, sh

, but Ingrid didn't answer. In the

y convey Ingrid's

light from the floor-to-ceiling windows came in and fell on the man's

saw the stack of divorc

copies, and Ingrid

h the same content. He wanted Ingrid to leave

ent, so Orville was sure that Ingrid would not sign it

she actuall

nciled to getting divorce

playing an

d to see how long

he ne

the gate of the Civil

and stopped near the Civil Af

he looked at Ingrid

. Her hair was slightly curled, and the top of her hair was fluffy. Her de

inbow slim-fit T-shirt. Her skin was very fair, an

nder legs. In addition, she also wore a pair of white shoes that were popular among co

at such a young and beautiful

r an hour, but Orvil

ten checke

king for her number, but she was not in the mood t

nother man approaching Ingrid. His eyes