It wasn't until a long time later that Patrick's voice rang outside the door, "Something's up. Some books and documents of mine are here. I want to take them back."

"Oh..."

"Yes. His things are indeed here." 

Previously, I had been absent-minded. And then I was so busy with my work that I forgot this matter.

I didn't open the door as I said, "Well, Mr. Cowell, please wait for a moment. I'll pack your things up."

"I want to go in."

I heard Patrick's voice.

In fact, I was a little hesitant. But I thought that since we had got divorced, he should only be here to get his...