Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 90 The Horrible Man

Troy tilted his head, and his eyes were dim. He covered the left cheek that was beaten. “Okay, I’ll

go…

I’ll go…”

Imogen also froze in place for a moment.

She didn’t want to hit him, but in a panic, she slapped him.

Troy took a few steps back, exited the door, and left.

When Jason realized it, Troy had already walked to the elevator.

Jason looked at Troy’s back and then at Imogen inside the door, feeling a bit helpless.

Troy seemed a little aggrieved when he left just now.

Imogen looked over. Jason hurriedly explained, “Ms. Forbes, Mr. Marshall called me to ask about the hotel address and your room number. He made me knock on your door. I couldn’t refuse.” Imogen nodded lightly and breathed a sigh of relief. “I know. You can go back and rest.”

“Yes.”

Jason left. Imogen closed the door but no longer wanted to continue the show.

She didn’t want to think about what had happened last night.

But

Troy insisted on intervening to remind her that he ignored her being humiliated by his friend and left her for Sarah yesterday.

The ridiculous thing was that he wanted to explain and even chased after her to Bennett City to explain.

What could he say? It was nothing more than that he was worried about Sarah, so he had to go over and confirm her safety himself.

But Imogen also wanted his care and love.

Troy didn’t give them to her. He chose to leave her behind.

She said, “Troy, if you step out of this door today, we are over.”

After hearing this, he still chose to leave.

What else did he want to explain?

His attitude and behavior explained everything.

After leaving the hotel, Troy returned to New York City overnight and went to work as before.

He forced himself not to think about Imogen.

However, the more he forced himself, the more he missed Imogen.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Imogen’s face appeared in his mind.

angry, sad… All kinds of her

and desperate eyes

nights in a row, Troy dreamed

time he dreamed of him divorcing Imogen. She hated him so profoundly that she went to settle abroad

that they had divorced. Imogen married Liam. She smiled happily

dream and couldn’t sleep

mood tortured Lane and all the senior officials in the

days. He would be angry at

secretarial department was reprimanded by him for a small mistake. Troy’s attitude made the poor guy feel he was a sinner to

left Troy’s office with a

was a very decisive

gentle, approachable, and friendly. In the business

rarely deliberately made things difficult for

attention to the present and the future and didn’t like employees to concern about the past. If the employees made mistakes, he didn’t want their explanation but a remedial measure: As long as

be said that working

to the past, Troy was a different

the company, especially the employees who had to be in constant contact with Troy, was

in and backed up Troy’s call records and voice recordings as

many of Troy’s

handed the

“I’ll

back up first and return

mobile phone and went to

He looked at the computer screen without blinking and tapped the keyboard with

speaker next to him

Marshall, it’s Daniel Woods from Woods Technology. The

frowned and glanced

phone conversation between Troy

office. Lane

against the back of the chair

office was filled with

However, after the

was

me. Where is Troy?” It was Imogen’s

paused and took his hand back. He

me now,” Sarah said, “Imogen, you might not know that

alone when he was in college and

Troy frowned slightly.

him feel extremely uncomfortable.

the phone. I have something

the matter? I can ask

will automatically record conversations. If you don’t want me to play this recording for Troy to

smiled. Imogen was quite

dozen or so seconds of silence. When Troy

“Troy, Imogen called you.”

for me. I can’t answer it now. What did she

remembered when and where the phone call happened. He suddenly remembered the day when Imogen had an accident. In the hospital, he asked her what she wanted to eat, and she said she wanted to eat

It explained.

her just now, but she

“Imogen, what’s