It was a nine-grid photo of a dinner.
Candlelight, red wine, roses, everything.
The last photo showed her holding a man's hand.
The diamond ring on his ring finger was precisely the same as mine.
The caption read: [My first solo court appearance ended in defeat and my mood was ruined. Luckily, my boyfriend was considerate. He booked a flight here that day to accompany me and cheer me up.]
[The feeling of being loved is truly wonderful.]
Below the caption were dozens of blessings and over 99 likes, filled with a hint of romance, forming a stark contrast to the bleak atmosphere at my home.
At that moment, my already broken heart shattered completely.
I directly called the deputy director of the law firm. I asked him to immediately form an investigation team to thoroughly investigate Hans and Pamela.
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The deputy director disagreed, but instead stammered.
"Mr. Lowell is your husband. This isn't necessary, is it?"
"My parents died in one day!"
"You're telling me it's unnecessary?"
"Uh … that's not what I meant."
"I understand your grief, but doing this could have a significant impact on Mr. Lowell's reputation."