Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 83 Don’t Make Any Noise

Liam looked indulgently at Imogen and said, “Imogen was my neighbor when we were kids, and she used to cry a lot.”

“Childhood friends? That’s quite a fortunate connection. Let me know if you two have good news.”

“Don’t be joking, Mr. Jones. Imogen and I are just friends,” Liam said.

He understood the situation. Imogen had a boyfriend now.

“I get it. Young people like to label each other as friends,” the deputy director chimed in.

Troy looked up with a frown, and his gaze shifted coolly between Liam and Imogen.

He had already warned her that she and Liam were not a suitable match.

But Imogen hadn’t seemed to pay attention. Did she really like Liam that much?

“Troy? Troy!”

“Hmm? What did you say?” Troy snapped back to attention, looking at Sarah.

Sarah’s eyes darkened. She leaned close to Troy, whispering, “Have you noticed that Imogen and Liam seem very compatible? If you divorce Imogen, it would be good if she could be with Liam.”

Troy shook his head. “No. They’re not suitable.”

“How do you know they’re not suitable?”

“I’ve looked into their work and personalities.”

As Troy and Sarah engaged in their hushed conversation, Imogen felt a twinge of bitterness and lowered her gaze.

The waiters began bringing out dishes one after another, quickly filling the table.

Everyone dug in without hesitation.

Liam offered Imogen Crabcake R�moulade and said, “Try this first.”

“Thank you.”

Imogen took a bite, savoring its texture and unique fragrance. “It’s good.”

After finishing the Crabcake R◆◆moulade, Imogen started sampling other dishes.

Liam was considerate, occasionally picking up food for Imogen.

When Troy saw their interaction, his expression grew darker.

“Troy, could you help me with that dish over there? I can’t reach it,” Sarah said, a hint of hatred flashed across her eyes.

This was the second time she noticed Troy becoming distracted.

“Sure.”

Troy picked up the dish for Sarah and said, “Let me know if you need more.”

He focused on Sarah, refilling her plate when it was almost empty.

his attentiveness, Imogen couldn’t help but chuckle self

use the restroom. The men’s and women’s restrooms were connected, with a shared

stall, Imogen washed her hands and refined her makeup

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mirror.

Imogen refining her makeup, he stood behind her, extending his arms to rest

in

have something

out right now. She put her cosmetics back into her bag and turned to leave.

her lips with his. His strong hands wrapped around her waist, pressing her against the sink as their

here to

been inexplicably drawn

being close to Liam, he felt uncomfortable, like thousands of ants crawling

didn’t care after he reminded her that she and Liam weren’t suitable

chest, trying to push him away.

He pressed one hand

she was struggling to catch

glared at him. She glanced at her lips in the mirror. They looked visibly different from

from behind, his chin resting on her shoulder. He looked at her in the mirror and lightly touched her lips with his

I want to go

Liam? Imogen, I warned you before.

frowned. She wasn’t lovey–dovey

and me. What

“It’s different.”

“What’s so different? Aren’t you here to visit

knew you

that Imogen had come to visit Liam on

take Imogen back. Sarah’s call had just given

Imogen’s jaw, tilting her head half a turn,

along

grew weak, and she couldn’t help leaning against his

Troy suddenly touched dampness.

and leading her into the restroom, finding an empty

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into. “Let me

can’t…”

This was absurd.

in

gave a faint smile. “Just don’t make any

With his hot breath cascading onto her neck, he

body with

are waiting in the private room…

“Just let them wait.”

fell silent, closed her eyes, bit her lip, and restrained herself from

That moment arrived.

moaned, shuddering throughout her

We can go now.” Troy

against the stall door. Her legs were slightly weak. She

to steady herself as

cleaning them, while stealing glances

blushed again

the restroom and returned to the private

in confusion, “Why

well.” Imogen had