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With You For the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 13

"What's wrong?" Burke put down his phone and asked.

"What is it between you and Amanda?"

"Xavier, it seems that you are not qualified to ask me this question." Burke supported his head with his hand, and his tone was not too good.

"Yes, I don't have the right to ask you this question," said Xavier. He took a deep breath and continued, "I didn't want to interfere in the things between you and Amanda, but I just can't help defending Rose. She is such a good person. What did she do wrong? Why do you treat her like this?"

"Who are you to defend Rose?" She is my wife. " Frustrated, Burke reached out his hand for the cigarette pack in his pocket. It suddenly occurred to him that he had been carrying any cigarettes for a long time since Rose's miscarriage.

"What's so good about that Amanda? Why do you keep entangling with her?"

He just could not figure it out! Xavier went out of the office, scratching his head. After two rounds, he returned and pointed to the man who was sitting calmly and self-sufficient in the office chair. His tone was a little trembling because of excitement. "That Amanda is not as good as Rose, no matter her appearance or her family. There was a woman who dragged a gambler mother there. If you hadn't helped her all the time, she would have been sold in the brothel by her mother. I think you must be crazy to love such a woman! "

"I think you are the crazy one. You came to me and acted like a shrew." Casting a glance at the furious Xavier, Burke said coldly.

"Burke Gu! Won't you wake up?" With his hands on the table, Xavier's eyes were red. "I used to think that you loved her, so I was ridiculous enough to help you to persuade her. But now I feel that I was wrong. If you love her, you will not be entangled with other women!"

"I'm going to meet a client later. You can stay here if you want." Burke buttoned up his sleeves, grabbed his briefcase and walked out of the office as if he hadn't hear anything.

"I'll leave after I finish my last sentence," said Xavier, who stepped ahead quickly and blocked the door with a gloomy expression. "If you don't love her, you should give her freedom. Why do you keep her around and torture her?"

The look of burke became impatient, and his face was ready to rain. He moved away from Xavier and went straight out.

*

In the bright coffee shop, Rose sat in her booth, fumbling through the files.

"These are the divorce case files. They are all prepared. If you have any questions, we can make some adjustments." Said the other man in suit and leather shoes in a well-trained way.

"No, thanks, Mr. Sun. I think these things meet my needs at present." Rose closed the file and picked up a cup of black coffee on the table. She took a sip. The bitter coffee aroma intertwined in her mouth, which made her suddenly sober a lot.

Recently, she seemed to need coffee to cheer herself up.

"By the way, I have brought the evidence you asked me to find." Mr. Sun took out an envelope from his briefcase, put it on the glass table and pushed it in front of Rose.

Inside the envelope was a pile of photos.

It was a photo of Burke and Amanda.

The photos where Burke went to Amanda's apartment with her, went shopping in the supermarket for some daily necessities, and took her to the seaside for a drive...

Each photo, though not too intimate action, was enough to make Rose jealous.

This was taken secretly by a private detective before the family feast when she found the existence of Amanda. She just wanted to confirm the relationship between Amanda and Burke, but she didn't expect that she would use it to sue him.

"Although these pictures didn't show too much intimacy, they worked well when they were prosecuted." Said Mr. Sun.

"Okay, thank you." Rose put the envelope and the documents into her bag and looked up, "I will contact you again for the following procedures."

"Okay, deal."

"Deal."

*

In the huge villa, only one lamp was on in the cold living room.

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