Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Erik sighed helplessly, turned around, and looked at the solemn police station behind him. Then, he left

silently.

A few days ago, the decoration team led by Blake Hale, Erik’s father, was suddenly reported for using

unqualified decoration materials. The homeowner complained to the Consumer Association and the

relevant industrial and commercial departments.

According to the appraisal of professionals from relevant departments, some materials were

unqualified.

During the negotiation, the homeowner was arrogant and spoke harshly, deliberately irritating Blake.

Blake was so angry that he beat the homeowner and was detained at the police station. Erik submitted

an application to the police station for release on bail pending trial. Yesterday, Erik went to the hospital

to apologize and communicate with the homeowner. The homeowner firmly disagreed with the

settlement and insisted on suing Blake.

Erik thought it was strange and suspected that the homeowner was deliberately targeting Blake. Blake

did this job in the decoration industry for more than ten years. He was always conscientious with due

diligence. No matter how many requirements the homeowner had, Blake would try his best to meet

them. How could he use unqualified materials?

Nothing like this ever happened before, either at home or abroad.

Blake also suspected that a competitor instigated the homeowner just to discredit the company of

Blake’s decoration team.

But Erik could only accept this bad luck.

What comforted him a little was that the application for release on bail pending trial was

approved, and Blake could come out of the police station.

Blake thought the owner did it deliberately, so the homeowner would not settle. He could just wait for

the trial and pay the compensation at most.

Erik didn’t think so. The young man was full of vigor and determination to forge ahead. Erik couldn’t

stand being blamed wrongly. The homeowner deliberately framed Blake. Erik couldn’t stand it and

wanted to apply for a re–examination in some departments.

Blake sighed and persuaded him. “It is useless for you to go. I have lived for decades and have already

understood. If you have no money or power, you have to suck it up! Our materials are fine, but they can

make it unqualified. They talk black into white. You only waste your time and energy.

It is useless.”

Erik said, “Dad, you shouldn’t have negotiated from the very beginning. And you should insist that

something is wrong with the appraisal. It is too late to raise objections to the appraisal now.” However,

Erik went to a relevant department on Saturday and asked for another person to test again.

The staff told him directly that the test report was correct and re–testing was not supported. No matter

what Erik said, this was the result.

After wasting a whole morning, Erik walked out of the hall of that department exhaustedly. He Tooked

at the road ahead, not knowing where to go.

Erik didn’t want to go home. So he wandered around like a headless chicken.

As he walked, Erik suddenly remembered the Instagram post he saw last night.

He went to look it up, and the Instagram post was still there. Did it mean Imogen didn’t find anyone to

watch the movie with?

He opened the

Under One Roof? I have been looking forward to it for a long time. Have you found someone to watch it

with? If not, let’s watch it together this afternoon?]

Seeing this message, Imogen smiled: [Okay.]

Imogen: [Have you had lunch yet?]

Erik: [No. How about we have lunch together and then watch the movie?]

Imogen: [Okay. I am at King Square now. Come here.]

Erik: [Great!]

Erik replied and immediately stopped a taxi and headed to King Square.

Imogen sent him the name of the restaurant and the menu.

Imogen was already sitting on the seat, waiting for the food to be served when Erik arrived.

Erik entered the door, looked around, and walked over quickly. “Imogen!”

Imogen said with a smile, “Take a seat.”

Seeing her smile, Erik paused and couldn’t help laughing. His dissatisfaction and resentment

disappeafed like a spring breeze blowing in his heart.

Erik sat down opposite Imogen. “Why didn’t Grace come today?”

The third wheel finally was not around.

“She is at her great–grandma’s place. I went to the hospital to visit a patient today. Many people have

had a cold recently. I am afraid she might be infected.”

“It became cold drastically recently. Imogen, you should also be careful.”

The waiter started serving the food.

They chatted while eating.

Erik finally felt better.

Imogen asked unintentionally, “By the way, have you solved the problem you mentioned yesterday?”

Hearing that, Erik frowned and felt uncontrollably irritable, but he didn’t want to show it in front of

Imogen. “Don’t worry. It has been solved.”

“Liar. Look at your frowning eyebrows. That could clamp a fly.” After teasing, Imogen said seriously,

“Don’t be embarrassed. Just tell me if you have any trouble.”

Erik blushed slightly and lowered his head in embarrassment.

He thought that his family just returned to the country, and the previous connections were long lost. It

was inevitable that they would fall flat in this situation.

But Imogen was different. She was a local and kind of from the Marshall family. Her connections were

much stronger than that of Erik and Blake. For example, Erik was polite and respectful to Nicolas, but

Imogen called Nicolas by his name.

Maybe with Imogen’s help, it could be solved.

They only needed to compensate the homeowner for the medical expenses if it could be proved that

the materials were qualified.

After thinking about it, Erik told Imogen the whole story.