As soon as the door closed, could he stand up from the sofa and gather around the desk.
“What did the little dumb guy send you?” He craned his neck, staring at the box tightly, and said wickedly, “Isn’t it sending you the divorce agreement?”
Jasper was looking for a utility knife. He curled his fingers slightly when he heard the words, and inevitably thought of the words Everly wrote yesterday.
His brows frowned slightly, and the utility knife he had received did not immediately go down.
That woman, dare you?
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