The former wifeapos;

She stared at him with a pair of clear yet panicked eyes, her gaze filled with longing. A tear mole sat beneath the corner of her right eye. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down to her ears, falling softly without a hint of aggression.,The divorce agreement is just lying on the nightstand in the master bedroom, so obvious.,Wiping her nose, she swallowed the tears welling up inside, refusing to let them fall. Picking up a pen, she signed her name on the side—Lunan Song.。