"Carolyn, how dare you embarrass me here! Sign this divorce agreement and get lost! From now on, Alicia will be raised by me!"
Looking at the divorce agreement that had been prepared long ago, I didn't feel sad. Instead, I was excited.
When I was absent-minded, Claire Foster, Darrell's mother thought that I was reluctant to divorce. She rolled her eyes and mocked me.
"You didn't expect that you would end up like this, did you? I've already told you that you're not worthy of my son!"
I just ignored her, turned straight to the last page, and signed my name.
Claire seemed to have waited for this moment for many years. She clapped her hands excitedly.
"Guards, throw her out!"
These people couldn't wait any longer!
Meanwhile, Darrell had already called Alicia.
Unfortunately, Alicia's phone rang in my bag.
The ringtone was Alicia's singing. The moment I heard the familiar voice, I couldn't help crying again.
Darrell finally realized that something was wrong.
"Carolyn! Where is Alicia?"
I took out the posthumous photo and death certificate from my bag and put them on the table.
"She... is here!"
