---- Chapter 11 Alan hesitated for a long time when signing the divorce agreement His hand trembled and he lowered his head. On the contrary, Fiona was relieved. She held Alan's arm weakly, poked her head out, and looked at the agreement. She said sweetly, "Sign it. It's all my fault." She stole a glance at me, complacent. | was amused. Alan signed his name as if he had finally made up his mind. He turned around and looked at me with red eyes. | felt disgusted as if | had found a fly when | had a good meal. Fiona quickly checked the divorce agreement, folded it, and handed it to me. | didn't take it, so she put it on the table awkwardly. Alan picked up her suitcase and walked out, while Fiona followed him in a hurry. ---- The door slammed shut and the room became silent again. | looked at the mess of snack bags and drink cans on the table. These were just like my marriage, smooth yet inexplicably messy. Fortunately, it was all over. After finishing the plan late at night, | glanced at the divorce agreement. | couldn't help but post on Moments. "He's back with the woman he was meant to be with. | won't bless him anymore." The picture | attached was the signatures of both of us on the divorce agreement. After half an hour, Alan commented, "I'm sorry." | stared at it for a few seconds and had no feelings. | thought the matter was over and | could just wait to go through the divorce procedures. However, my project progress ran into trouble. The place where the greasy client arranged the meeting was not normal. It was already early in the morning. ---- | lowered my head and sent a message to Philip, "Please save me at Joy Restaurant half an hour later." We were all in the same industry. He had reminded me several times that this client was difficult to deal with. Philip replied to me soon. However, when | was a little drunk and the client put his hand on my leg with disgusting heat, the door was pushed open. With a gloomy face, Alan pulled me up. In a trance, | heard my client snorted coldly. "You won't cooperate, right?"