Chapter 13: Shame

The deafening silence filled the room. However, halfway through it, Troy found his voice to speak, “I’m sorry, I’m just worried.”

‘Sorry,‘ the word echoed in her mind. ‘Ah.”

They were married for three years; that was all she ever received–a simple word, “Sorry.”

“I’m sorry. I will compensate you whatever you want but don’t involve Sarah. She doesn’t know about our marriage, so don’t do anything to her.”

Hearing that made Imogen smile bitterly.

This was Troy, her husband. He was apologizing, but there was a threat if she considered putting Sarah in danger.

It was all tiring, so instead of defending herself, she said, “It’s up to you.”

After that conversation, she strode out of his office. It could be seen in her expression how disheartened she was.

All that Troy could do was look at Imogen’s vanishing figure. He squinted his eyes slightly, and his eyes darkened.

Suddenly, his phone rang. Troy glanced at his phone screen and answered the call.

“We are trending again. I’m sorry, Troy, it won’t happen again,” Sarah’s voice came from the other side of the line.

There was no response from him, so Sarah called his name again. That was when Troy regained his composure. He blinked before answering, “It’s okay. I’ve already dealt with it, and it won’t impact you.”

you, Troy. That’s

Ylah, who

you do?” Sarah glanced at the blackened screen of her phone and said confidently, “She

was the same reason

about it. So to remain on Troy’s side,

to the office, Imogen took the divorce papers from the folder and placed them on her table. She was in a daze for a long time before; finally, she signed her name one stroke at a time. Troy’s heart was not with her; why should she force him to love her? It was better to end the marriage that way. And from then on, they were no longer husband and wife in her mind. After settling

holding the document, he met Mr. Jordan at the entrance of the CEO’s office.

reported things to his boss, and when it was

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Chapter 13: Shame

wanted to give

was baffled, and his eyebrows furrowed. “What document

think you’ll know

When left alone, he opened the folder

his eyes widened, and he quickly flipped to the last page. There he saw

and precise.

Imogen’s signature was as beautiful as the company’s

for a long time before closing the folder and

the other side, Imogen received a phone call from someone

“Imogen, it’s me.”

call?” She tried

Have lunch with

have heard about the

presence.

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