Chapter 4

I still remembered bumping into Sandra and William at the mall two months ago. What a coincidence it had been.

I had been picking out Sandra's birthday present. Meanwhile, she'd been shopping with William.

I had panicked while William had remained calm. Then, Sandra had flown into a fit of rage. She publicly accused me of stalking her and interfering with her and her client's private discussions.

In the end, I spent the entire day smoking cigarettes outside the mall entrance.

That was why I chose to distance myself from them this time.

The divorce agreement was swiftly amended.

Jasper had some business to attend to, so he gave me further instructions on some of the clauses before leaving.

I sipped on my coffee while basking in the warm sunlight. I then amended the remaining clauses while humming a happy little tune.

"Why don't I drive you back to the firm, Lincoln?" Sandra asked. She was standing by my table with a smile on her face. William was nowhere to be found, much to my surprise.

I glanced at her before wrinkling my nose. "You and your boyfriend sure know how to have a good time."

Sandra was wearing a tight-fitting suit today. There was a beige-colored kerchief tucked in her collar that clearly belonged to William.

The moment Sandra saw it, she tugged it out a little frantically.

"I got distracted while drinking soup earlier, and some of it got onto my collar. Will… William then helped me wipe it off…" Sandra carefully replied.

It didn't bother me too much, though.

"Shall I drive you back to the office?" she asked once more.

I looked at the divorce agreement on my laptop. I was nearly finished amending it at this point.

I then nodded and said apologetically, "Sorry, but I still need a little more time. Could you wait a little longer? I'll be done in a second."

Sandra looked a little cheerful today. She leaned over and glanced at the screen.

"What's this?" she asked.

"A divorce agreement. I'm still amending it," I drawled out as I typed on the keyboard.

I was a little unfamiliar with what was happening right now.

I never dared to make Sandra wait for me whenever she offered to drive me, not even when there was something urgent to deal with.

She'd get incredibly upset otherwise.

This was the first time I made her wait for me.

Sandra's expression changed a little the moment she heard the words "divorce agreement".

I was getting a little stuck while figuring out how to amend the clauses, so I asked, "How do I write a clause that ensures neither party disrupts the other's life after the divorce?"

"Huh? What?" Sandra asked.

Sandra Kimmel, a renowned divorce lawyer in the country, was actually faltering in her own area of expertise.

She even sidestepped my question by asking, "Why is a criminal lawyer like you so interested in divorce agreements?"

I was about to answer her directly when her phone rang. It was William.

I didn't waste any time while Sandra answered the call. I saved the amended agreement and went to see the cafe owner. I asked to borrow their printer.

Happiness bubbled up inside me as I watched the machine print the agreement out.

Outside, Sandra was still on the phone. She was impatiently pacing back and forth. She'd occasionally glance at me through the glass door.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," I said somewhat apologetically after walking out of the cafe.

It was quite the wait. The printer was a little finicky, and it took 15 minutes to print the agreement.

This was probably the longest Sandra had ever waited for me throughout our past few years of marriage.

Sandra quickly hung up and said, "It's completely fine!"

I really liked how formal and distant she was being. I hoped this would continue post-divorce.

No, that wasn't right. I hoped we would never see each other again after the divorce.

I'd quit my job here at Kimmel & Partners and apply to another firm for work. It might be best if I went to another city to work too.

The thought made me smile.

Sandra thought I was feeling happier now that I was smiling, so she smiled nervously as well.

I then placed the divorce agreement on the table and said quietly, "Let's just get this done today. You can sign right here. Don't worry. You'll benefit greatly when it comes to the assets."

Sandra's smile instantly disappeared from her face.