Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 57 Not Out Here

Imogen’s heart fluttered as soft, warm lips pressed against hers.

Troy’s mouth sucked at her lips, leaving them reddened and abused.

His tongue forced its way through her teeth, seeking the sweetness in her mouth.

Imogen’s hands found their way to his shoulders, her fingers caressing the neat stubble on the back of his neck as she eagerly responded to his kiss.

Their breaths mingled together.

Heavy pants filled the enclosed space of the car.

Troy’s breath was hot. His hand couldn’t help but slide down along her curves.

Imogen snapped back to reality and raised her hand to stop him, her voice muffled. “No, not outside.”

Reluctantly, Troy stopped his actions, sucking on Imogen’s lips again before pulling away slowly. A thin, glistening thread of saliva broke between them, falling onto their collars, adding to the intimate atmosphere in the small car.

Troy took a deep breath, quickly started the car, and gripped the steering wheel with his slender fingers.

Halfway through the ride, Imogen looked out the window at the street scene and realized they were not headed to the hospital.

“Aren’t we going back to the hospital?”

Troy turned to Imogen with a faint smile. “We’re going home tonight. We’ll go to the hospital tomorrow morning.”

“Okay.”

The car drove into Galaxy Villa and stopped in the yard.

Troy unbuckled his seatbelt, loosened his collar, and leaned eagerly toward Imogen, holding her lips and licking, nibbling, tongues entwining, saliva mixing, their breaths entwining.

He reached over to unbuckle Imogen’s seatbelt, pulling her onto his lap, one hand against her head while the other ventured beneath her skirt.

“Um… Uh…”

pressing

With closed eyes, Imogen held tightly to his shirt collar, cheeks burning, breath heavy, gasping for

air.

Troy’s scorching kisses trailed from her earlobes down across her neck and collarbones, tearing open her collar.

The heat made her body tremble.

In the midst of their passionate embrace, a knock on the car window startled them. “Mr. Marshall, why aren’t you coming in?”

It was Sue’s voice.

Imogen and Troy snapped back to reality and looked at each other.

Troy responded with a hoarse voice, “I will soon.”

He helped Imogen straighten her clothes, his eyes still blazing. “To the room?”

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Chapter 57 Not Out Here

“Uh–huh.”

Blushing, Imogen nodded.

a word, they both got out

surprised. “Mrs.

“Yes.”

after the other. Why had they both

both entered

pressed Imogen against the door, lowering his head to kiss her, his tongue dancing passionately inside

Imogen’s face turned crimson, her hands on Troy’s

her

over the bed, he straddled Imogen’s thighs on both knees, swiftly shedding his suit jacket onto the floor, ripping off his tie, and leaning

lips landed on her earlobe, which turned red from his

moved down her neck, to her collarbone, her

unhooked her bra, and tossed it to the floor before bending down

“Uh… Be gentle…”

her eyes, feeling as if her mind was

to help herself, arching her back, her hands

filled with an

tossed haphazardly

sounds of a man’s and a woman’s

Troy

his belt, asking in

“Okay…”

she could only follow her

a cell phone

pushed Troy away from

voice, Troy replied, “Don’t

for a

later, it

his suit jacket from the floor, took out the phone inside, glanced at the screen, and answered the call,

intently to the

I understand. I’ll be

back on, grabbed his coat,

57 Not Out

propped herself up halfway. “Do you have to leave right

while straightening

Sarah? Does

when she saw Troy remain silent,

“Sarah’s missing.”

send someone to look for her. What use is it

waiting for him to find

very dangerous for her to be alone. I

first. I promise you, once I find

determined expression, Imogen felt a

A worrying mess.

was probably the excuse Sarah used to call

couldn’t..

his eyes, Sarah couldn’t suffer the

He wouldn’t come back.

that he

I don’t want you to go. Please don’t leave,” Imogen said, biting her lip and gathering her

“Imogen, don’t be unreasonable.”

Or

had Sarah on his mind, and whenever something happened to her, he would rush to her side. So, what was the point of his promise to

having a husband whom another woman could take away at

you. I didn’t make any commitments. And this is a life–or–death situation.

sounded serious, showing impatience. He turned around and left with

door slammed shut

onto