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.

couldn’t help but chuckle

use the restroom. The men’s

hands and refined her makeup in front of

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mirror.

behind her, extending his arms to rest on the sink, effectively trapping her in his

his reflection in the

have something to tell

hear him out right now. She put her cosmetics back into her bag and turned to leave. “I’m going

before she could finish, Troy locked her lips with his. His strong hands wrapped around her waist, pressing her

here to see

been inexplicably drawn

uncomfortable, like thousands

reminded her that

push him away. “Hmm… Stop. I should

tightening his arms even more. He pressed one hand against her head, delving his tongue

were swollen, and she was struggling to catch her

She glanced at her lips in

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

me. I want

Imogen, I warned you before. You two aren’t suitable for

wasn’t lovey–dovey

and me. What about you and

“It’s different.”

so different? Aren’t you here to

knew you

Troy that Imogen had come to visit Liam on the

to come and take Imogen back. Sarah’s call had just

tilting her head half a turn, and

other hand traced along her

and she couldn’t help leaning

Troy suddenly touched dampness.

leading her into the restroom, finding an

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“Let me please

We can’t…” Imogen

This was absurd.

in

gave a faint smile.

against the stall door. With his hot breath cascading

with

in the

“Just let them wait.”

closed her eyes, bit her lip, and restrained herself

That moment arrived.

involuntarily moaned, shuddering throughout her

We can go now.” Troy finally

against the stall door. Her legs were slightly

against the door to steady herself as she

was washing his hands, meticulously cleaning them, while stealing glances

again

quickly left the restroom and returned to the private

“Why did you take so

well.” Imogen