Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 8: Bittersweet Generous

Imogen took a deep, heavy swallow, suppressing the sourness that threatened to overwhelm her throat. “But Sarah’s image doesn’t align with the product theme,” she said.

Troy shrugged, his tone resolute. “That’s on you now. You have the means to make it work. This endorsement is crucial for Sarah, and you’ll have to oversee the entire process.”

Numbness spread over Imogen, her face stiff and devoid of emotion. She struggled to comprehend the situation and how Troy could expect her to manage this delicate situation.

‘Does he truly believe I’m just a robot, devoid of feelings?‘ Imogen lamented internally. ‘Doesn’t he understand how painful this is for me?”

“Okay. I will do my best,” Imogen managed to say, her voice hoarse and strained, as if each word was an immense effort.

In the restroom, Imogen felt the turmoil within her erupt. She retched repeatedly, but nothing- came out. She gently caressed her lower abdomen, seeking solace for herself and the tiny life growing within her.

The mirror before her reflected a woman with a pale face and reddened eyes. Imogen splashed cold water on her face, attempting to regain composure.

‘You can handle this. You’re strong, just like you promised your father, she reassured herself. ‘And now, you have another reason to be strong–the baby inside you.‘

Returning to her office, Imogen called Lyka to apologize and appease her. She arranged another endorsement for Xena with a smaller perfume brand, promising that Xena would be a priority for future opportunities. Only then did Lyka relent.

Afterward, Imogen gathered her department staff for a meeting to discuss three potential options for Sarah’s endorsement. She also instructed her assistant to arrange a meeting with Sarah’s agent to finalize the details.

day proved exhausting, but Imogen refused to let herself falter. She focused on her tasks,

in her office, looking wearily at the divorce agreement lying before her.

generous offer of two

generosity,‘ she thought, managing a bitter

next day, Imogen hurried to the conference room, followed shortly by Henry, the Director of Operations, the Product Manager, the Chief Designer, and other staff members. However, after a few minutes, Sarah and

“Go outside and contact Sarah’s agent. Urge them to hurry up.”

reported, “Ms. Forbes, I’ve urged them. They said they’ll be

Operations Director

turned to her assistant again and asked, “What’s the phone number of Sarah’s agent?

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people finally entered

Page. Mr. Marshall, why are you here too?” asked one of the staff members, a hint of confusion in his

stunning goose–yellow long dress, clung tightly to Troy’s arm. And Troy, dressed impeccably in a suit she had picked out for him

rumors circulating for a long time. Sarah Page, the Movie Star, was Mr.

pain in her heart, but she clenched her fingers and composed herself. “Mr. Marshall, Ms. Page, since you’re here, let’s start

former couples could never truly be friends. The emotions were too complex, and she couldn’t

see Imogen and took her hand, saying,

too.”

Sarah’s hand, then discreetly withdrew her own, offering a faint