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.”

15:10

“Okay.”

there was the sound of

open the door of the

the window wall. When he heard the voice, he walked toward

“Yeah.”

birthday, and I have to go. Do you

Charlene and I have a bad relationship. It’s her birthday. Wouldn’t she

from their department? Can they drive you away if you go with me?” “Then

think? A colleague?

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

her eyes and pursed her lower lip lightly. “You

them in the company. If she went there

rumors were true, to begin

Imogen just did not want

you say that Charlene likes me? Aren’t you worried?” Troy looked deeply at

worried about letting him spend time with Charlene? Was she not

Imogen raised her eyebrows. “Besides, I

he did not have any thoughts about her and

was better for Imogen to rest more at home since

Imogen’s trusting eyes, Troy suddenly felt

not feel joyful from

“All right…”

want to go, Troy would

will go back

“Okay.”

the office.

far away, looking

smiled faintly. “Ms. Johnson, good

glared at Imogen, then left with a

work in the

a country food

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Troy sat

around the round table in

the host and the guest seats at the round table. Thus, the place where Troy sat was the main seat, and Charlene and another deputy director

advance, and they were

Troy what he liked to eat on Facebook, and Troy only replied, “Anything is fine, and ask everyone for

not ask

and Troy had eaten at the same table many times,

sophisticated

cutlery, and the other employees began to eat

two outgoing people, and the public relations department

held his wine glass, and occasionally said a few words. Some people were like this. They could exude an accumulated intimidating aura just by

green vegetables, and put

vegetables on the plate. Instead of answering, he

down the

attention to Troy, and the

felt upset

the screen of Troy’s

was the icon

and unlocked it. Within a split second of replying to the message, Charlene caught a glimpse of the contact name at

Imogen had sent. Watching Troy typing and replying, Charlene

Troy smiled

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