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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“Uh–huh.”

Blushing, Imogen nodded.

they both

“Mrs. Marshall is

“Yes.”

one after the other. Why

entered the

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

his masculine scent, Imogen’s face turned crimson, her hands on Troy’s shoulders, her

pressed against Imogen’s body, quickly removing her clothes and carrying her to

he straddled Imogen’s thighs on both knees, swiftly shedding his suit jacket onto the floor,

lips landed on her earlobe, which turned red

down her neck, to her collarbone, her

and tossed it to the floor before bending down

“Uh… Be gentle…”

her mind was adrift in a boundless

to help herself, arching her back,

filled with an

haphazardly

of a man’s and a woman’s intermingled

Troy

placed it on his belt, asking

“Okay…”

she could only

a cell phone ring

Troy away from

a hoarse voice, Troy replied, “Don’t worry

phone rang for a while

later,

Imogen, picked up his suit jacket from the floor, took out

intently to the person on the other

I

his clothes back on, grabbed his

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covered herself with the blanket and propped herself up halfway. “Do you have to leave

paused while

Sarah? Does she need

in Imogen’s eyes faded when she saw Troy remain silent,

“Sarah’s missing.”

the police. Or send someone to look for her. What use is

Sarah waiting for him to find

It’s very dangerous for her to be alone. I have to go and

first. I promise you,

Imogen felt a sharp pain in

A worrying mess.

the excuse Sarah used to call Troy.

couldn’t..

couldn’t suffer

He wouldn’t come back.

that

don’t leave,” Imogen said, biting

“Imogen, don’t be unreasonable.”

you promised Grandpa? Or did you just want to make Grandpa

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

having a husband whom another woman

Grandpa that I’d get along with you. I didn’t make any commitments. And

impatience. He turned around

slammed shut with

collapsed onto the