Bradley took the file bag out of the bedside table. In the lower right corner of the divorce agreement, Angela had signed her name.
She had written each word so carefully, and each stroke revealed her determination.
Bradley didn't know what he was looking at, but he felt grateful that he didn't send the agreement for official stamping immediately.
He opened the wardrobe and looked. She didn't take any of the clothes he had bought her over the years.
When Angela was still living here, he would have someone deliver new haute couture to her regularly.
The last delivery was at the end of last month.
Thinking of this, Bradley unaccountably took out his phone and called Gavin.
"Resume the delivery of the clothes that were stopped before."
"Yes, sir."
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