Chapter 233
When I saw the folder, my first thought was that Abigail had been home. If it belonged to her, then I wouldn't touch it. However, my name was written on the cover.
Out of curiosity, I walked over and opened the folder.
Inside was a handwritten divorce agreement in what appeared to be Abigail's handwriting.
I was a little surprised. Just a few days ago, when I brought up the topic to Abigail, her reaction was intense. She even said she wouldn't divorce me unless I was dead.
But now, the draft of a divorce agreement was here in the living room. What could this mean?
I examined it closely and finally noticed something odd about the way my name was written on the cover. The handwriting wasn't actually hers.
When she wrote my name, her letters always connected smoothly, but this one didn't. It looked like someone was deliberately trying to imitate her handwriting.
The only person I could think of who would do such a thing was Joshua.
At that moment, I received a call from George. He
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