Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 104 I Trust You

Early the next morning.

When Imogen woke up, Troy was already up.

He was fully dressed, sitting at the dining table waiting for her to have breakfast together, and then went to the company together after breakfast.

There was a knock on the office door. Imogen looked up from the computer and said, “Come in.”

Lane pressed the doorknob and came in from the outside. “Ms. Forbes, Mr. Marshall asked me to send you a document.”

“Put it there.” Imogen pointed to the desk in front of her.

“Okay.”

After Lane left, Imogen lowered her head, picked up the folder on the table, and looked through

1. it.

paper, on which.

What was placed in the file folder was not any serious document but a piece of was Troy’s itinerary for the last week, with details, including the social gatherings at noon and night every day.

In the past, he would also report the itinerary to her, but not in such detail.

For example, it was written that Troy had to go for a business lunch today.

At this moment, his message came. [I’m not at the company at noon. I’ve had someone order lunch for you. After eating, you can go to my lounge for a rest.]

[Okay.]

During Imogen’s break at noon, Lane delivered the takeaway.

After Imogen finished lunch, she went to Troy’s lounge and napped for a while.

When she woke up, the break was close to its end.

Imogen put on her shoes, tidied her clothes, and was about to go out when she suddenly heard voices in the office outside.

“Is there anything else?”

This was Troy’s voice.

He should have come back from outside.

“There is one more personal matter.” A female voice sounded.

This was Charlene’s voice.

Charlene said, “Mr. Marshall, today is my birthday, and I plan to invite colleagues from the department to dinner and then the bar, I see you postponed tonight’s cocktail party. How about we go together?”

“I’ll consider it.”

Charlene looked at Troy’s faint expression. “Mr. Marshall, please do me a favor. Consider it a department gathering. They will be very happy if you go. I heard that you just went to a hot spring resort with another department not long ago. It’s not good to favor one over the other.” “Okay, I got it.”

“Then, I’ll send you the address.”

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“Okay.”

there was the sound of

pushed open the door of

standing by the window wall. When he heard the

“Yeah.”

birthday, and I have to

“You know that Charlene and I have a bad relationship. It’s her birthday. Wouldn’t she vomit

department? Can they drive you away if you go with me?”

A colleague? Or…

her eyes to look at Troy, and he looked at her too.

lowered her eyes and pursed her lower lip lightly. “You should go by

in the company. If she went there with him, she would probably never clear

rumors were true,

did not want to

me? Aren’t you worried?” Troy looked

him spend time with Charlene? Was she not

likes you?” Imogen raised her eyebrows. “Besides, I trust

that Charlene liked him, which meant that he did not have any thoughts

rest more at

trusting eyes, Troy

did not feel joyful from being trusted at

“All right…”

want to go, Troy would not

I will go back to work

“Okay.”

went out of the office. Suddenly,

standing not far away, looking at her

faintly. “Ms. Johnson, good

glared at Imogen, then left with a cold

getting off work in the

had booked a country

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Troy sat down

sat down around the round

table. Thus, the place where Troy sat was the main seat, and Charlene and another deputy director were on his left

ordered in advance, and they were served

on Facebook, and Troy only replied, “Anything is fine, and ask everyone for their

could not ask

had eaten at the same table many times, and they never saw

was mature and sophisticated and never

cutlery, and the other employees began to eat

the public relations department was no exception. The dinner table quickly became

said a few words. Some people

spoon full of green vegetables, and put them on the plate in front of Troy. “Mr.

glanced at the green vegetables on the plate. Instead of answering, he

put down

Troy, and the vegetables on his

upset in

this time, the screen of Troy’s phone on the table

message prompt was the icon

a split second of replying to the message, Charlene caught a glimpse of the contact name at the

Troy typing

again. Troy smiled and

Facebook. Most of the time, he just called and sent emails. Furthermore, it was even rarer to see him glued to his phone and Facebook like he was now. Watching Troy’s movements, Charlene suddenly thought of the interaction between Troy and Imogen.