Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 80 You Missed an Inch

Under everyone’s gaze, she cleared her throat and said, “Six inches, I think.”

“That long? Really?”

There was another round of laughter.

Imogen started spinning the bottle. She was going to finish it after she asked her question. But she didn’t realize that the bottle was coincidentally pointed at Troy.

In an instant, she turned to look at Troy.

“Mr. Marshall, do you choose truth or dare?” Imogen asked, looking at him.

“Truth.”

If it wasn’t the wrong occasion, Imogen was very tempted to ask him if he’d ever had even the slightest bit of affection for her.

Everyone around was talking and giving Imogen questions.

Someone asked how long Troy’s was.

Someone asked Troy how long it took for his first time.

Someone else asked Troy how many women he had slept with in total.

She knew how long the Troy’s were. There was no need to know about the latter issue. Granted, she had no business in his private life before marriage. But she might feel uncomfortable if she knew. It was better not to know.

But she knew most of the information about Troy. She had to ask the one she didn’t know.

Imogen thought about it and asked, “How did you and Ms. Page meet and get together?”

The employees perked up their ears as well, waiting for Troy to tell his story.

Troy looked over at Imogen. By now, Imogen’s heart felt slightly tense. There was silence all

around.

A moment later, Troy said slowly, “We met at an event on campus because we were going to work together on a show. We got together after the show.”

“Did you guys fall in love over time during rehearsals?” Someone asked.

“Yeah.”

That’s what happened.

Imogen felt frustrated in her heart.

The romantic relationship in college was beautiful, innocent, and unforgettable.

Before she fell in love with Troy, she had thought about having a great relationship in college.

falling in love with Troy, she was never meant to

she was in college, he had graduated and joined the

through his youth, side by side. Perhaps that

muddled through a few more rounds

was nothing around for her to do, Imogen picked up her phone and glanced at

It was from Troy.

[You missed

straight away at the sight of the

but she was flushed this time.

These employees were no

the woman if they knew

other, the

give him a chance to ask because Troy chose

you need to hold

did sound much better than the very outrageous questions

was the fifth girl on

count out and

do me

boyfriend

up, “Imogen, come over

up

and adeptly scooped her up in a horizontal position

her hands around his neck and

squats were done

even disorganized, just slightly ragged. The

exclaimed in wonder, “What a simple thing for Mr.

“Come again.”

or dare was played until

but tired, so they went

Mia and the others, and she got another message from Troy on the way: [Do you want to come to my place to soak in the

She replied

sure you don’t want to come? We’re only here until tomorrow. Are you going

for a moment and replied: I will go there at

bottom of the pool. The

might leave after eating

then I’ll go over after dinner,] Imogen

and

a phrase hanging on the hashtags:

Imogen clicked in.

after she returned home,

hashtag was a variety video clip in which Sarah

her try to say a few words. Sarah said, “Then I’ll tell a story

German so many times, Imogen thought it was familiar. Sarah said, “It’s a very classic fable, a

it heard that pleased slurping sound as it nibbled the cheese. The fox said slyly to the crow, ‘Oh, crow, I have never

also have a good voice and sing very eloquently, then the crowd will surely choose you as king and ask you to be the chief of the hundred birds. These words of praise and compliments, and flattery made the crow proud how it wanted people to hear its beautiful song! Just as it opened its

should have heard this

it. I remember it from

of control asked, “Ms. Page, why did you learn German when you stayed