
Keegan-divorce
We are divorced,don't call me anymore.
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The screams and metal knocks of the prisoners came and went, and the sudden ringing of the phone was out of place compared with the environment of the interrogation room.
The third time...Keegan could only suspend the interrogation work at hand. After saying hello to his colleagues, he left the interrogation room and found a quiet corner to take out his mobile phone. He was not surprised that your name appeared on the screen. He was really angry about your behavior of calling him every day:
Honey, I told you, I don't want the Kawasaki in the backyard, including the personal belongings I left at home. Yes, whatever you deal with them.Keegan held his forehead helplessly, paused for a moment, and then adjusted his tone,
And... we are divorced, remember? It's been half a year since the divorce, and my work is also very busy. So don't call me anymore.